And a softness came from the starlight that filled me to the bone. The night sky light up and we wore our sunglasses down Avenue of the Americas. Playful lounging, hotel hopping. Pretending we are Sid and Nancy in the lobby. Check in with sunglasses and big hats on. The musician and the model. Only carry one small bag, you’ll find everything you need wherever you are. Feathers and butterflies falling from you luggage on the way up to the sixteenth floor, making funny faces in the elevator mirror. We retire the night to the galaxy.
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