i'm listening to hot chip's We Have Love on vinyl in my living room
the lights are off and i'm dancing so nasty
the cat looks on in horror
i'm wearing a skin-tight black t-shirt and dark blue levis
imagining your hips
imagining my mouth between your legs, open and endless
my favorite place
i'm imagining our life together
sunday morning coffee, terra cotta tiles
short kisses in a nightclub
where are you?
a yearning so strong that i'm speechless
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my mom told me that she prays for you every night
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