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Sonic Milk Shakes

Saturday night pulling over
to sonic and we talked about
life like we knew each other,
forever. Super large milk shakes
that we struggle to hold. Your
smile is from ear to ear.
Your beauty was more gorgeous
than the mood. I felt your passion
about life behind every word you
spoke. I probably wasn’t listening
because I was zoned out looking
through the window of your love.
We didn’t care about the time
because it could be frozen and
we were just fine. There was
a police horse that night –
you remember what happens
next? Oh, the memories from
that Saturday night. We
felt it and we were free in
that moment the world it
was our, as we struggle
to hold those super large
mils shake in our hands.


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