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rooftop rendezvous
me and you
carried away into the clouded mist
heavy hearts and a breathless kiss

the world turns round
on the ground below us
and we…
we soar…

trench coats and combat boots
plaid mini-skirts and dark red lips
near the ledge on the edge
with fingertips grabbing hips

we could fall
over and over
we could dream
and pretend
this was pulling us closer

but when the sun shines through
illuminating our souls
we’ll find out who
loses control

in broad daylight

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