a lovers quarrel

Rain, like my tears

The sunset

And the sunrise

My eyes

Which look like your eyes

The stars,

And the night sky

The color blue

On the nights we lived

And the color red

On the nights we died

The smell of coffee

On your skin

And the sound of our love

Mixed with the taste of gin.

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