I remember that one night,
how clocks stood still for us
and morning didn’t come
until we asked it to.
I remember when poetry
wasn’t what we wrote but
who we were last night.
We were effortless.
- For Day 25, #naughtynovembernoir, hosted by @elle12368, @bluelotus.kamikazeheart, @__got2haveit, @wild.cherry69xo and moi 💋
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