Street Lights

bench-contours-dark-8771.jpgI remember walking with you at midnight
under the streetlights
holding hands
the air tasted like water
we had foggy breathes
and it’s past curfew
but I wish to smile at you a little longer
that’s when I fell in love with full moons
warm sweaters
and winter nights
that’s when I learned what happens on park benches
and how pressed bodies was the best way to keep warm

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