tucked under the city
dappled with streetlights through leaves
collapsed in a heap on the bank
finding each other again always
roaming coop aisles
hours of the night never to be known again
in the company of laughter
punch drunk
and slapping each other's cheeks
to stay awake a bit longer
the crushes/loves/break ups
loomed large
but the real romance
was us
intertwining
seeking out and staying in
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