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These are our quiet reminders,the far away rain,has finally made it here. I swear,there is nothing more coveted than that soundthe wind throwing the rainagainst the windows. The rhythm marchwith each new band,each new downpour wave. The ground tries to keep up,there’s just too much wetnessthe puddles are everywhere. I can’t help but stareout of…

The sad silhouettewriting in the daytime,mid afternoon,this star-struck addictionstill stuck in her heada closing heavy fist,twisting hair-handfuls,drenched in her perfume. Counting down the time,the jealous skycan’t leave soon enoughallowing us to play in the darkness. Dress upin that nighttime exploringcinched up super closeshe begs for moreusing the one trigger word. Up against it nowthat quickening…

Oh the written versecoming from a manwho wants to keepto a certain path. He’s driven by the rushof newness what first time thingscan do to the mind. He invites usto travel alongto keep him companyon his free fall. He is fragile adore himhe’s showing us how to love. Crawling on the soft mosshis once pristine…

Standing firm with my big beliefsthat was untilthings started to shift and turn. And if ever there werea set of forever termsI fucking swear,I’d use them right now. I swear to Godmy righteous oneI’m not crazyto be in love with her again. Love never endsI can’t believeI’m explaining thisall over again. Just look closely in…

Here on the edgeagainst gold eyes,she brightens the room up,just this timeunlike all the restthe woman walks infully undressed.