Vintage cars
Midnight bars
Smoking cigarettes
And counting stars
We can go to the beach
Warm bodies floating on cold sea
And together we may even reach
Up high in the sky clouds
We can get so drunk and unveil our
Secrets hidden in treasure trunks
Maybe later sing with the loud radio
We can run away
But at the end of the day
I just want to be
Able to see
Written in your face
That you love me
That you want to stay here
(Here with us stopped in time
Nothing else matters, right?)
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Poetry"Blue eyes for distant Stars Honey eyes for Sunlight, We are the crashing of waves on sand Tree branches reaching for the bright sky We are where you end and I start; We were made to belong." This is a chapter in a book I am putting together. And t...
