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Illicit privacies against my neck
Into my ear while I look out over the
Swirling skin and colours...
Our secrets are prettier than theirs.

It's Less Than Perfect

Do you remember when I said
I'd never go back to your
Shadowed, hot, empty place?
Where a moment is always ruined
By the very act of speaking
On it, through it.
We spoke over it and it was ruined.
That was the last time I was there.
Do you remember when I fell in love
With you, in your oversized clothes
And your music, oh, oh, oh.
Do you remember when I wrote about
You in your leather pants and the
Record playing and the dancing
And your words on my ears
Like rain drops?
Once, for an instant, or an eternity
(Maybe) because time doesn't matter
Anyway
You were young (we were young)
And you showed me green and yellow
And darkness.
There were no stairs then.
We had to jump up and climb in
And sit against the wall.
We didn't kiss.
That's what I remember.