Classic
I'm wearing a Kimono
& she has on sweats
We love
& we laugh
we hurt with little regrets
She ordered Chinese
Then spilled chow mein on my feet
I bring pain to her plate
aiming to balance her being
But she dissipates into space
No more summer flings
I love my alien
My girl
My tsmuke
My bri
Bae on FaceTime manipulating her chi.
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