Under covers. Near your heartbeat.

Soft brimstone.

Five days,

We never parted. Slick foundations.

In my mind, the whole time.



Off in the Stones, I find you swaying.

Tones, and the Ramones softly faded.

Lost in the sound, I'll be waiting.

The way you groove.

Foreign moves, and I..

I will never loan you.

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