By Air, For You by Jamie

Cold conversation Leaves our lips in clouds Suspended and waiting For something to be said Wet sheets of fog Wrap us in white The lights Of bars glow And we drink To forget We have always Just met I woke In the sun Surrounded By the scent Of flowers And traveled home To you By...

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