the night defines
my atmosphere; —
noises of the town
hums softly
in my thoughts; —
the clock ticks slowly
your sonorous tremor
to the moon ecstasy,
for in a smooth vibe
of a destination it is
the cyclic crazy love
among midnight and
goddess of the dawn

©ᶜᵒᶜᵒ — un-p’tit-je-ne-sais-quoi

Khruangbin, Leon Bridges

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