I wanted to touch you.
But I didn't know how.
Would you have let me?
In you, I saw a fire burning.
A warm
green glow,
more radiant and bright
than the tail lights of the car
that drove you away.
Jun 4, 2019
Jun 4, 2019 at 8:59 PM UTC
I wanted to touch you.
But I didn't know how.
Would you have let me?
In you, I saw a fire burning.
A warm
green glow,
more radiant and bright
than the tail lights of the car
that drove you away.
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