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Ke-caster Oct 2018
When the sky is clear i can stare at it for hours; slowly emptying my head into its blue infinity
Hoping that this will be the time
That it doesn't find its way back
Ke-caster Oct 2018
Its two and the pubs doors lock
And we're forces from the warmth
Into the street and the dark
To get home through the ever drizzle in the northern climbs
A nights drink filling up our hearts and minds.

As the wind howls through the town
Fancy free and devil may care
Hand in hand dancing on the old squares cracked and worn stones
Banishing the cold from our bones.

Seeking shelter from the downpour
Under the awning of the store for phone repair
I push from her soaked cheek a lock of equally soaked hair
And move my hand to the back of her neck
She moves hers to my thigh
Casts a spell with a look from her deep hazel eyes

It makes time stop
And blood hammer through my veins
On this cold Autumn night
We kiss in the rain
Ke-caster Oct 2018
For each lover a whisper
For every ******* a shout
Take each meal as a lord
Then each drink as a lout

Take note of each moment
Then quickly forget
Dance through the darkness
Without knowing the steps

Paint your naked self blue
And then run through the square
Expose all your weakness
Then pretend you don't care

Set fire to your doubts
Expose were you hide
Create your own dragons
Then slay them inside

Enjoy the whole story
Disregard the last page
Lets all **** moderation
Then dance on its grave

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