24.10.12

High Romance

An endless talk of love,
no real passion.
And under these sad lights,
fever runs high tonight.

Turn around bright eyes.
Posted by at 12:51 AM
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2 comments:

  1. love and light behave similarly: when observed they seem solid and measurable; when existing unobserved they flow like waves through the universe.

    -me

    <3

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