glisten

twelve years her junior, he led her beyond the stairs.
does anyone dance in the rain alone?
his garnet breath had coloured her mahogany lips, and freed her inhibitions.
(hold me tighter)
the rain, the stars, and their eyes; lit up.
she forgot everything that never should have mattered,
and remembered how to glisten again.

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