10.02.05 - 2:58 p.m.

what i didn't tell you about the bar-dream,
the tall table dancing dream where everything was red
is that we found ourselves alone in a corner and
i stared at you until you smiled questioningly
and i said i wanted to look at you without them watching,
without the scrutiny of misunderstanding eyes.



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