Under the Stars


When we lay under the stars i will use your skin as my map.
I will trace every inch of your flesh.
I will reveal all the places where we will go.
In the meantime you can tell me where we have been
so i don't retrace the same steps.
We will go somewhere new, a place
with a different view

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