the sun shines upon my lips
I gather light around you like a rubberband
the sparks between us is what I used to set this on fire
i desire some attention
I drift into a narcoleptic state
everyhting you do makes me fall for you
I got lost in your grey
and now I am suspended
drifting again
what I didn't say
I'll say now
I'll spill it on you like confetti
it will stretch out until we run out of road
the wind changes directions
I belong to this
this other world
my memory of you moves me like a slow dance
-BW
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