don't
be so naive, you tell me
i should laugh as
light escapes between my fingers,
on our noses, a soliloquy of dancing rays,
percolating sun disappearing through cracks -
you smile,
don't you know?
it is only golden for an hour
Mar 13, 2018
Mar 13, 2018 at 8:31 PM UTC
don't
be so naive, you tell me
i should laugh as
light escapes between my fingers,
on our noses, a soliloquy of dancing rays,
percolating sun disappearing through cracks -
you smile,
don't you know?
it is only golden for an hour
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