It was your hair or your lips, the ocean breeze, a handshake full of fireflies and sparkling wine, otherwiseknown as a text book introduction. Dark hardwood floors, city lights, good coke, your black dress, the way it fits. We kiss and we are blood diamonds, chain-smoking, good in bed. The last elegant youth. You can buy almost anything, except the fact that when, i want something i find a way to get it, no matter what and without hurting anyone. Warch me, i will. It's like falling in love with the girl you never got in high school. On a sunny day with snow-cones, you say all the right things, not even hungry
