we are enlightened
these quiet avenues
slightly dull
peace and quiet of suburbia
children playing in the grounds
a little less enticing
inverted nostalgia
a tangible confusion in the air
when we return
city’s street lights
burn a little more brightly
roars of the highway
blended noises of the night
ring pleasantly in my ears
the touch of your skin
warms me more quickly
our quiet times
renewed with grins
our soft kisses
everlasting once more
our little luxuries
our own
old candles blown out
and new ones lit
This is beautiful. x
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