Poetry · Writing

Chasing You

Crowd full of strangers

masked entity

charming light kissed the top of her lips

magic blast the side of my cheek

never dropped eye contact.

Ceiling falling all around

chasing sirens

flashing lights

paint strapped the bottom of my shoes

red

red until the moon turns bloody

red until my hands start running

never lost you

even after they dragged me away

the light still caught your lips

perfectly.

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