intervals between kisses
huge gaps of milliseconds
another deep breath
before I had the chance to look away.
the wind blows
hairs rippling, ocean waves
face blurred, distorted views
one little thing I enjoy about rides.
I enjoy the warm sun,
a slight patter of rain
the smog coated air
if sensations could last a lifetime
I'd rather feel this
than a heavy weight
somewhere in my heart.
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