The night is young

The dark brightens

I saw you and me

Playfully teasing

Until we started kissing.

 

But oh, it’s just my imagination

Hunting me in this cold evening

Feeling of gloom

Hope to pass by

Missing you underneath the sheets.

 

by: Jennifer Cueva / justjenandthesun

July 3, 2016 ; 11:35pm

 

 

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