Sitting with you
On the Back door step
Laughing about how
the headlights look like faces
on the cars
I make intentional finger grazes
on the smoke we share
hover longer than I should
Our bodies are close
Enough to feel the hum
of our energies syncing
The neon glow in the sign
You try so hard to be cool
But I can burn you with ease
And I laugh louder than I should
Crickets and humidity
with a breeze
It feels right
In this Light
This afterglow
What i would do
to go back to that
No ego
No ghosts
No stone walls
Just hope
And silly looking cars
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