Romantic on a Subway
There was motion
There was noise,
but all i felt was the rising of her breath
and its soft exhalation.
she was looking away
Looking past the walls
we search, and only find
no time blooms so deeply
There was noise,
but all i felt was the rising of her breath
and its soft exhalation.
she was looking away
Looking past the walls
we search, and only find
no time blooms so deeply
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