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Broke- down cars and midnight stars, hotel bars and countdown starts, hopeful eyes and restless hearts. [Diary of a Heart]

Soft Lover

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by ThisIsTeenageDirtbag

by ThisIsTeenageDirtbag

Soft lover with the broken smile,

Silent affection dripping down your fingertips like candle wax

Whilst touching my body on the naked sheets

Lay down with me for a while, soft lover with the broken smile

Your stern eyes capture galaxies

They are as pure as our bare skin, tangled into each other like branches of an old tree

Oh soft lover, speak your mind

What is it with the broken smile?