to no one
midnight loveyour song
so smooth
on my lips
is a taste
i can't ignore.
the irony i know
is that by this time tomorrow
you won't
remember my name.
midnight love
our breath
pristine
mingled here
for awhile
immaculate.
the irony i know
is that by this time tomorrow
you won't
remember my name.
midnight love
your eyes
like pools
intrinsic
of twilight
engage me
the irony i know
is that by this time tomorrow
you won't
remember my name.
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