We loved many things,
But never rainbows and unicorns,
Never glitter and cupcakes.
Stepping out at night,
The moon a smog covered beam –
Of something straight to the heart,
And you take my hand as we cross the street,
Nervously bumping hips until,
Padded we touch and forget to move away.
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