a story about a man
love comes as a black dot
on a blank page
yellow light red light green light
ear on my leaping chest
come with me to Lisbon
you know I know we all know
love is a color in our pale afternoon
it's a good thing it's a good thing it's a good thing
I remember when you said
you loved my grandmother
thank you for the kindest words
a story about a girl
love comes as a blank dot
on a black page
is it a dream is it noise is it a cloud on your pretty face
that I will blow away
my eyes are open your nose perfect
it's almost December
romance is our blessing
our scary forest
our beautiful unknown
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