kamryn chew (7-10-88 / palm springs)
The Gaslights burn like the fire in my eyes.
The romance takes me away.
A breeze in my hair, smile upon on my face.
A smile of want, a smile of hope.
Romance is all around, i feel it in my soul.
A yearning for young love at its finest.
A let down i know, but still i hope.
The gaslights continue to burn.
As we drive off into the night,
my soul burns as well.
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