We rode the night
like the back of the wind
high on incense and adrenaline
skating through alleys and street signs
The sky lay dark and glittery
as if it were covered in cheap jewelry
like the earrings that hanged from my lobes
that your lips touched when you kissed my neck
It was a night to remember
with the person you love
without one **** to be given
except about this moment.
Jul 2, 2014
Jul 2, 2014 at 7:03 PM UTC
We rode the night
like the back of the wind
high on incense and adrenaline
skating through alleys and street signs
The sky lay dark and glittery
as if it were covered in cheap jewelry
like the earrings that hanged from my lobes
that your lips touched when you kissed my neck
It was a night to remember
with the person you love
without one **** to be given
except about this moment.
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