Hey there. Your bones are lovely. They make the dusk cry for a better shade of fog. I bet it takes you hours to get that color going before you take to the fret. Do you dig as deeply as I imagine or do you stay where the sun still feels warm? I bet it takes you only a few minutes before you can let that color be worn.
Hey there. Your eyes are dark and they make the night cry for a better shade of light. I bet it takes you hours to get that color going before you take to the night. Do you fly as high as I imagine or do you stay where the sounds of the city can still be heard? I bet it takes you only a few heart beats before you let yourself go higher than any bird.
Hey there, I think I've seen you around before. You make everyone always want to open up the door. It's not a question of want it's just an automatic urge. Compulsory knowledge hidden in the synapses, muscles, and nerves. And although they never think twice, they certainly will once you get through the door and you fly off the hilt. B/c if there's one thing you'll always be it's pleasant with a dash of s m a r t's.
So it was nice to meet you, and I hope I see you again. Btw, did I introduce you to my my *6'3" friend?
*after all, we have to stick to the facts.
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