Prom
In this moment
The vibrations of the music
Mimic our rising pulses
Shimmering light
Glistens across your flawless skin
I lean closer just to grasp the scent
Of your restlessness, your flawed innocence
This could be the most perfect moment
The last of that we share together
Take my hand and grip my soul
I give it all to you
The last bit of control
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