Galaxies


That night was beautiful,
starlit.
We were so close
and galaxies apart.
For you wanted to touch
and i wanted to feel.
Your eyes full of lust
and mine ached for love.
But, the discretion of our bare bodies hid it all.
And touch was love,
lust was feel.
And really there's no difference at all.
Right, Love?
And we're not galaxies apart.
Right, Love?

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