#422-Safe


It’s late.

The city sleeps.

She lives her passion.

Me?

Watching out.

Looking on.

Tingling.

Loving every second.

She’s oblivious.

Nothing exists,

But now.

To be lost,

Uncaring,

Momentarily,

Like this.

A gift.

Susanne & Sasan

Picture by Susanne Navid - Words by Sasan Navid

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