Half Dead Flowers

Let’s dance to Joy Division

And kiss to Morrissey

Listen to music and lay with me

Until your scent is on my sheets

 

Bring me half dead flowers in the morning,

And trace my smile with your

Cigarette tainted thumb

As you kiss me on the cheek

 

Whisper coffee-kissed nothings

Into my impatient ears

As I watch you forget to lock the door

Every time you leave

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