Neon and Romance.
Sodden dripped of midnight words
A slurred plight
Perhaps of tonight
Broken in the sobering dawn
In this smoky staleness
We meet in false courage
Eluding the touch
The tenderness we cry for
Fearing heavy
Those frangible lovers
Remaining hidden
Behind bloodshot eyes
Masking the obvious veracity
Of a single hope
A love repressed in the stupor
Of alcoholic comfort
Ever silently aching
In deadpanned hearts…
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