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May 28
Hung from the moon where the city can't see
with lipstick smudged secrets you left all over me.
If silence is golden, then let it be mine.
I'll carry your touch through to the edges of time.

Thunder and lace and smoke curls in my hair,
you loved me like danger and vanished like air.
But I'd dance through the forever for you feeling so brave,
if only you'd whisper my name like I'm something to save.

If love is a drug then I'll take the dose
Let it burn through my blood, let it bring me close.
You watched as I opened, a flower in bloom,
like a song with no ending in a candlelit room.

And I'd do it again, to bring us into play
Just to taste your dangerous goodbye
like a moth to the flame.
Kara Palais
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Kara Palais  33/F/Alaska
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