Summers Breeze. Humid Air. And All I Feel Is The Thickness Of Your Breath. Coasting High, Silent Nights

summers breeze. humid air. and all i feel is the thickness of your breath. coasting high, silent nights — cruising through the highway with your hand against my thighs. they say this could be love but i deny it every time. you gaze at me and i the sky. don’t feel the need to convey it because i know it’s not the time. just sit in silence and savor the hour. because morning always comes and washes out the present moment.
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