we walk the paths
alley way nights
rushing in waves
i see a man
a beautiful voice
how he speaks my name
words we say
things we’ve done
he grabs my head
the deepness
a kiss so black
words couldn’t describe
the emotions we had
i said we were forever
the back of my mind
knew it wasn’t quite right
i sway in the slumber
of our years of yesterday
lying nights
sleepless under the starlights
thinking of times
where he was fine wine
legs so smooth
mind so clean
a loveless void
i skip on the thought
of how he was
before our crossed paths
how they always come back
in alley way nights
coincidences outright
i said you were mine
and it seems
i was right

they always come back
words by dominic riccitello

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