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Jun 2013
You cigarette lips teased me in the rain
along with your arm holding my frame
and the way you said my name
and they way you sang.
I could have stayed in the rain
underneath the umbrella
with you forever.
In the forest by your house,
we shared our first cigarette.
Our shoes were wet
my eyes begged for a kiss
while staring at your lips.
But my face you never embraced.
I begged for a taste of your sweet cigarette mouth
on your black couch.
I felt you losing interest
as i laid on your chest.
But i won't be left
not again
so i ran.
Tried to forget the longing to hold you hand
the ocean in your eyes i never swam.
For you stay i wouldn't plea
so i forgot how you said you'd never leave.
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