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my cheeks flushed a pale pink,

what a feeling it was keeping

you close to me initially,

the sun would set before us

and your eyes became black,

pushing my last cigarette into the dirt

i realized my heart was intact,

as the moon rose slowly

sacred words emerged from my lips,

quivered nonchalantly when we kissed,

everything went silent and so did you

i didn’t know what i had gotten into,

looked up to align the stars-

the path i took to you

but the world had gone dark

and the stars did too.