a perfect home
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1 min readFeb 12, 2018
Sometimes I just want to lay my head
On your thigh
And look at the sky
At night
While you’re sitting on the bench
In the balcony
Outside
A place called yours and mine
With some wine
And the moon’s flowing lines
In the river
In your eyes
For you and me
And mine
For you
And your smile