Two strangers
One delicate night.
lying underneath a silver sky
they manage to let life pass them by
she talked about distant lands
throwing rocks into the sea
with soft hands
that i held
and warm cheeks
that i felt.
This is too fragile
do you hear me when i speak ?
from under my breath
my fingers curled up
i am too afraid
to face your light
circle me around your thoughts
or my young heart would burst and die .
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