Hold me one more time ,
Before I give you my goodbyes,
Let’s enjoy the splendor that comes with a dark night,
Before the sun greet’s our eyes with it’s rays ,
And we go back to our arrogant selves ,
Ignoring the existence of the other ,
Yet here we are dear ,
In a cold night ,bodies wrapped together ,
the warmth is priceless,
lemme paint these moments ,
For the sun will be up soon,
And our egos will rise again ,
Dimming what could’ve been the perfect art …
BY SILVON SILVER
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