Connection echoes
We walk in three four time
Alone together
Heavy summer night
Caught the last bus to real life
Your eyes welded to mine
Pondering your mouth
Ecstasy and agony
Pulling me both ways
Falling into hope
Fingers of kimono silk
Found my hidden heart
You taste like desire
Black coffee in the twilight
Quiet wonderings
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