the flower and the tree

across town a man lives

high up – two

neon gestures fill his sentimental room

the darkness hides our passion

you look at me and you see her

i close my eyes and think of him

still were both dreamers

replacing as best we can

settling for second best

another night in paradise

for two lost souls

replacing love with sex

our bodies moist and painted

to hide behind the pain

of past regrets, love, scars

we were never really lovers

for this no ones to blame

oh, the technicalities of love relinquished

of this im sure, too young i am

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