hold our -- breaths
'til morning
& make conversation 'round
my curves and
our -- secrets.
fall asleep with lights
on -- the past
at bay, wheels
turn like they
always have, like
they did yesterday -- and
keep it dirty.
never brave enough
to ask -- can you
desire that which
you already
have? shivering cold
like -- their hearts and
winter sunrise.
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