You're looking down at my hand, I'm looking down your sleeve; for those words left floating that are now mere memories.
They say timing isn't everything as long as you can forget the clock, and fanged flyers are never as scary without their flock.
But the scent always remains the same, as all the cozy night dreams in their beds lay.

I was never one who could abide by my own will imposed, and you have never been afraid to share what everyone knows.
But now the unspoken world is sprawling out of it's gentle bed; sweetly slipped thoughts become whimpered words instead.
I'll cut the line and plunge tastefully. No more bursting hearts discarded wastefully. Look into my eyes and one last embrace.

Let longing love lounge as deserted desires only disgrace.

Let longing love lounge as deserted desires only disgrace.


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