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Apr 2018
Syd
i want to curl up with you;
rainy Sunday afternoon
watching old Hepburn films
and you stroke my hair
and i stare at you.

i want to read to you;
candle-lit room
scented with mangos -
and you rest your legs on mine
and i smile at you.

i want to get high with you;
flowers in bloom
you smell ashy
and we listen to Syd Barrett
and I cry with you.

i want to ride with you
sunlit bedroom -
sweaty expressions
and palma violets gush from my depths
and i die with you.
Hannah Van-de-Peer
Written by
Hannah Van-de-Peer  19/F/Cambridge, UK
(19/F/Cambridge, UK)   
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     heather mckenzie, n stiles carmona and Kate
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