la brea dreams (3/30)

late night cruising

last call on everything except the morning after

her heat, bold and fragrant perfume

neon frames for my heart’s story

a city where angels cut loose

and she chose me

which makes the next six minutes

gold-spun heaven by a DJ

she feels like sunrise

within a night that leaves like a careful thief

and la brea

feels less and less crowded.

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