I can still recall every detail of your form, your marble sculpted shoulders lying naked in the cold tub, each freckle tracing the map of a man leading nowhere but a destination I'd never get close enough to reach
I remember the first time our gazes locked, your iris is reflecting exactly the same hue of my own
Green, your favorite color
Before I could catch my breath, you sent a hand through my rib cage past my lungs to find a tiny bleeding vеssel you thought might be fun to break, and you did
Takе me with you on a 6 a.m. flight toward a place where our bodies would slowly fade into the shapes of strangers again
They say love's a drug, they're right
But, they forget to mention, set high is never worth what's at the bottom
I remember the first time our gazes locked, your iris is reflecting exactly the same hue of my own
Green, your favorite color
Before I could catch my breath, you sent a hand through my rib cage past my lungs to find a tiny bleeding vеssel you thought might be fun to break, and you did
Takе me with you on a 6 a.m. flight toward a place where our bodies would slowly fade into the shapes of strangers again
They say love's a drug, they're right
But, they forget to mention, set high is never worth what's at the bottom
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