Tv

Feel your hot breath fogging my glass neck
Feel the static between your sheets
Feel your fingers erasing my skin
Leave our bodies
What we thought we knew

I only exist
In the heat of your skin on mine
I only exist
With my eyes closed
Watching re-runs on TV

Feel the ghosts of the moments between us
Blush at midnight, cry at sunrise
Feel the etchings of your cello voice
Record players, they don't feel like you
Its not you

I only exist
In the heat of your skin on mine
I only exist
With my eyes closed
Watching re-runs on TV



Credits
Writer(s): Willa Morgan
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