For her

January 28, 2014

I want to lay on your roof

Talking about everything and nothing

Falling in love with you as you are so tired

you could forget your own name

Looking into your eyes in which the stars reflect

And if you fall asleep

I will lay awake thinking

Of what a pleasure it would be to get one more night

Watching the moonlight dance in your hair

Your face soften as your walls fall away

That's how I want to remember us.

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