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Addison René Aug 2014
your hand on my knee, my smile on my lips, the wind in our hair

2. unspoken "i love you"'s, sacharrine sweet kisses and your eyes on fire

3. your fingertips along my skin, the paintings etched on yours, the breeze from the open window and the crests and valleys of your breaths

4. perfect pauses, unbuckled seatbelts, rooms with the A/C cranked up

5. certain uncertainty, a blissful abbyss;
*this is it
Hey man, are you lonesome?
Do you wonder where the lights go?
Have you settled for what you hate?
Tell me everything man,
show me your pain.
Addison René Aug 2014
please
say the words you know
i want to say.
please
never change,
let me meet the skeletons in your closet,
let me hear your silent screams,
and define the word "forever" for me.
please
capture every moment
like a little piece of infinity,
so satisfactory that we savor it.
please
be my music,
play me like your guitar.
please**
melt in my mouth like molasses,
and breathe me into oblivion.
Addison René Aug 2014
your drowsy demise,
your solemn sighs.
your heat-stricken heart,
your sugar-coated shame.
you're brutally gentle;
a harmonious chaos.
Addison René Aug 2014
"you could love me,"
you say to me
as the whirr of the A/C
slips your whisper into my ears
and it must have been about:
55 degrees in there,
but i swear to god i just,
*melted
whirr is supossed to spelled that way, btw
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