we were random
never played tandem
back to london
forget brandon
the dozen in between
our flow
no one could know
our words
all the things
our motion
what we didn’t need
i loved you so much more
than anything you could account for
pure and gold
thoughts beyond bold
the bed, the motion, the skin, the dim
you and i
skin on skin, looking in each others eyes
the one thing i miss
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