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by AintYourCoco

by AintYourCoco

Middle of the daylight

Hand in hand walking down the an empty cobble street ...

Some breeze of sensation around the atmosphere of the night....

You walking me home, maybe for the last time ... maybe the end ?

The darkness of night trespassed my secret shelter at the lingering of our embrace...

Is this the last time we meet ? I walked with you under trees, spots of sunlight rested on our skin and clothes; orangey yellow leaves falling on top of us , softening the ground, beneath our feet.

I leaned inwards towards you but you halted back against the tree ... In our innocent nature, we stood in defeat.