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If Boston's harbor airport masqueraded in a soft shawl of hazy fog and a single light penetrated from the runway, it would be you and I holding the flame that gets through the dark.
If a perfect rose shattered and its splinters were sewn into the fabric of two souls it would be yours and mine- two hands sealed with the delicacy of love and the maleable fibers of a rose.
If a bottle of wine could actually solve someone's problems the world would catch up with you and I and we would share this thing we have together with all the world to see.
But instead Im chasing the scent of your cologn, watching as your shadow is chasing me with your eyes, seeing your refelection in the mirror outlining me. When the mirror splinters and the shards are left for you and I to look into and see. What can a girl do but put on her heels and walk away? When you have thiese hansd of powe digging into me? your ring, like a deathsentece running like children through the african sunrise. you and i, the children fleeing the corners of our lives.
If bostons harbor masqueraded, baby, we wouldnt be so jaded.
If a perfect rose shattered and its splinters were sewn into the fabric of two souls it would be yours and mine- two hands sealed with the delicacy of love and the maleable fibers of a rose.
If a bottle of wine could actually solve someone's problems the world would catch up with you and I and we would share this thing we have together with all the world to see.
But instead Im chasing the scent of your cologn, watching as your shadow is chasing me with your eyes, seeing your refelection in the mirror outlining me. When the mirror splinters and the shards are left for you and I to look into and see. What can a girl do but put on her heels and walk away? When you have thiese hansd of powe digging into me? your ring, like a deathsentece running like children through the african sunrise. you and i, the children fleeing the corners of our lives.
If bostons harbor masqueraded, baby, we wouldnt be so jaded.