The attire matches the lust for equaled fire – He’d be outright lying to say He didn’t look so good
They take their places at the pantheon of inescapable dreams
And lean on in a little narrower – to diligently listen for his each and every wicker word to all too playfully interrupt
Their unknowing everything
Sizably, oh so Damn right serendipitiusly – to have and to hold and to keep both their eyes and ears at random hostage
Tantalisingly pressed against to gesticulate, garner round – of – applause respect
When a building breathes so as not to crumble away to delicate pieces
They will never, ever regret a night less in the whole of their gladragged lives

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