When the streetlights come on the pooling night is levied aside and pressed in twilight against our two rooms. I'll see you tonight. The pavement is aching, Cicadas are crying. The wine colored air breathing thoughts through your hair breezing to me leading me there. I come alive as the shadows parade. My hot summer blood comes and floods and it waves. Curbside confessions no longer afraid of what you'll say. And I find you twilit beyond all the cars. The driveways they sleep but streetlights will keep, watch over me... They flicker like stars. And now all the secrets
carefully kept inside run the streets rad our chemicals spread washing us through, making you mine. Now there no words only the glow in our wires and so we will be. You turn slow to me our lips at the sun... The hills are on fire ♥ ♥ ♥
carefully kept inside run the streets rad our chemicals spread washing us through, making you mine. Now there no words only the glow in our wires and so we will be. You turn slow to me our lips at the sun... The hills are on fire ♥ ♥ ♥
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