crickets chirping
break the most silent
of nights
rivers
splurging
into shores
on banks
filled with trees
you and I
walk the line
of the road
past midnight
stars shine bright in the sky
candle lit
breeze
touching
I found the skinned limbs
seemingly exposing
the presence of everything we were meant to be
together
in a world
of endless prosperity
blow out the smoke
apple picking
from the dark countertop
mistakes and deep slopes
it was cold outside
and I felt alive
stolen moments
broke me free
May 13, 2019
May 13, 2019 at 8:54 AM UTC
crickets chirping
break the most silent
of nights
rivers
splurging
into shores
on banks
filled with trees
you and I
walk the line
of the road
past midnight
stars shine bright in the sky
candle lit
breeze
touching
I found the skinned limbs
seemingly exposing
the presence of everything we were meant to be
together
in a world
of endless prosperity
blow out the smoke
apple picking
from the dark countertop
mistakes and deep slopes
it was cold outside
and I felt alive
stolen moments
broke me free
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