o' come and quell
the quiet storm
the aching in my veins
we're nothing short of
astronomy in this stellar space
& the more you give in
the sweeter you taste
blueberry smoothie
my bare legs soaking sunlight
& I wish for the power
of invisibility and the tender art of
seduction
you creep up on me
like midnight mist
& the confidence you give
echoes in the distance
I only run in fright
I only run in the night
Apr 12, 2012
Apr 12, 2012 at 1:36 AM UTC
o' come and quell
the quiet storm
the aching in my veins
we're nothing short of
astronomy in this stellar space
& the more you give in
the sweeter you taste
blueberry smoothie
my bare legs soaking sunlight
& I wish for the power
of invisibility and the tender art of
seduction
you creep up on me
like midnight mist
& the confidence you give
echoes in the distance
I only run in fright
I only run in the night
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