a couple of incidences we shared,
both on my bed, near sunrise
feeling kind of high, tired
and hopeful
smooth skin,
a soft gaze, smirking
lying about your age
you matched me, in
recklessness and silence
a night long ceremony
where we fell asleep
together with a hollow passion
I won’t try to remember you,
or your natural hair color
I’ll think unprotected ***
and cheating on my (then) girlfriend
Feb 22, 2012
Feb 22, 2012 at 7:53 PM UTC
a couple of incidences we shared,
both on my bed, near sunrise
feeling kind of high, tired
and hopeful
smooth skin,
a soft gaze, smirking
lying about your age
you matched me, in
recklessness and silence
a night long ceremony
where we fell asleep
together with a hollow passion
I won’t try to remember you,
or your natural hair color
I’ll think unprotected ***
and cheating on my (then) girlfriend
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