I like how you evaporate into the atmosphere
Hard lines become soft
My head falls back
and I laugh
Reminds me of grade school,
Falling asleep in class
And when my eyes fall on you,
I like how the yellow glow snakes around
the outline of your body
Like a trail of fairy dust
or neon toxic waste
May 16, 2023
May 16, 2023 at 6:28 PM UTC
I like how you evaporate into the atmosphere
Hard lines become soft
My head falls back
and I laugh
Reminds me of grade school,
Falling asleep in class
And when my eyes fall on you,
I like how the yellow glow snakes around
the outline of your body
Like a trail of fairy dust
or neon toxic waste
R/Y
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