Let me sweep you off of your feet on that city of yours.
I'll be your hopeless romantic
and you'll be my lost soul searching for true love.
Broken, together, we'll be whole.
We'll tackle the world.
Let's live for the moment.
We'll find a cozy corner in the city.
Fly away with the morning sun.
Dance in the snow, and know everything is perfect.
No worries,
No cares
Just existence.
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I like this one. I hope you don't mind my saying so, I would have used exist rather than existence as the last word, for greater punch, immediacy:
No worries,
No cares.
Just... exist.
Strands????? in your eyes?
What is that, a jizz facial?
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