Traffic lights spread across the Opal sky He held my face His gentle, warm palms, magnetic on my skin Fervorous glow embraced my chest Beat to beat, my heart bled into the fog.
Leaning his forehead against mine, I felt my thoughts blending with his skin. A synthesis of feelings, an ocean of colours. his lips find mine and heat ripples across my face Cloudy breaths caressed my skin This time, the sky didn't blend with tears. This night, the lights were dry.
Who knew behind the subway staircase could be so romantic?