Uncommon Geometry
The cars rushing by my
Open window create a
Sort of magic that
Nothing else could replicate
Maybe it's the heat
Maybe it's the cheap cologne
Maybe it's the cognac
But I don't care
Because it's perfect
Just like you
That fateful summer night
Hymnals in the room rang
As we formed uncommon geometry
And created perfection
Euphoria
In the span of an hour
We built Rome
And tore it back down
I still don't care
Because it was sloppy
And it was perfect
And beautiful
Just like you
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