an empty city full of people
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it’s odd,
being in an empty city full of people.
you’re not here; you’re there.
the city is full of people.
but empty of you.
i love you.
<3
monday night thoughts
as i fall asleep
i think of you
and smile
as i fall asleep
i dream of your touch
and smile
as i fall asleep
i want your embrace
and smile
stealing furtive kisses
stealing furtive kisses
at the top of your stairs
fugitive smiles
felonious smirks
fragile embraces
stealing furtive kisses
from your beautiful lips
ought to be illegal
but I’m glad it isn’t.
kiss me.
hold me.
love me.
stealing furtive kisses
at the top of your stairs
let’s you and i flee away
flight risk indeed
we could fly somewhere
with no extradition
no worries
and live
in some kind of almost criminal happiness
rainy day in riverdale
the red streetcars glide
people huddled inside, warm
rain falling outside
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It’s not so much a matter of where, at first, but with whom. If that person is with me, then the world is ours.