streetlights hang down and try to grace your skin,
with their warm, honey light-embrace;
you're a long way from home tonight,
and all roads lead back to, back to me.
stumble into white cotton sheets with me,
our steps are heavy with sleep and lust,
a flurry of tongues and limbs,
and all roads lead back to, back to this.
written in the stars
- juniper
- Venusian. Diamond's child. Birthed on the first morning star. Loves only the one who is on Mars, Topaz's proud&stubborn son, birthed on the twenty-third starset.
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