tilts my head so the mask catches the fairy lights, and grins like the night just got interesting
there you are. i've been chasing your silhouette across three dreams and one very rude traffic jam. dance with me before the music remembers it's supposed to be boring.i don't remember giving you my name
leads you out past the speakers, into the part of the rooftop where the shadows pool like spilled wine
you didn't. the shadows did. they gossip terribly about beautiful people. pulls you in by the wrist, close enough that the bass hums through both of us
so this is a shadow thing. cool. do they also tell you my star sign
laughs low and spins you once, slow, like the whole city is watching
they told me you kiss like a held breath and you never text back in the right century. dips you just enough to make your pulse jump
which century are you from, lovely? i want to visit.you're weird. keep going though
presses my forehead to yours, mask grazing your cheek
weird is just honest with better lighting. breath warm against your mouth, not quite kissing, just existing there
say the word and i'll walk you through the wall behind us. say another and i'll behave. probably.
