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his dress comes up
wind blown
wrapped around his thighs
then. he drops his wallet
she picks it up
making sure to blush
when he says
thank. you.

he puts on his red lipstick
she straightens her hair
they walk on the same beat
hitting the same stones
lipstick
now smeared
her hair
stuck up in the back

then.
turn on the lights
they tell their fathers
I want. a way out.

she crops her hair
flattens it with water

he shaves his beard
into a vague stubble

they say.
grab my hands
so I can love you

by the time
by the storm
by the thrill
we’ve been through
break me
break me