Thursday, January 27, 2022

the season.

We let our flame burn bright,
so fast.

You were my North and
I was your time, together
we bottled sounds of each other
for one another.

We only knew our summer skin,
intimately.

I used to dream of you
until I didn't have to.

I preferred your kisses to the sun,
and I
never would have guessed
I could fall
so fast.

Temptation proved no match
for our stars, aligned.

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