Nightly Adventures

you saw her face
mirrored in the polished glass
luxuriating
until the stars came out.
her pumps struck the asphalt
softly
monotonous
familiar.
“Good Night,” she said
and let her soft lips
brush your cheek.
One last smile
and she was gone.

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photo credits: curiouslyincongruous.net

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