Darling,
the lights are out
and the waves kiss the shore
like a cardiac algorithm:
beating till it dries up.
And baby,
once the sun burns out,
well dance in the dark
and freeze our kiss
to contrast this infinite absence.
Darling, the lights are out and the waves kiss the shore like a cardiac algorithm: beating till it dries up. And baby, once the sun burns out, well dance in the dark and freeze our kiss to contrast this infinite absence. |
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"Come in with the milk."
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"We are all capable, given the right circumstances, of commiting the worst crimes."
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