Citylight Reverie Under dim café lamps and quiet streetlights, they orbit — close enough for electricity, far enough to call it
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⟡ Because love didn’t arrive with violins;
it arrived with sarcasm and eye contact held too long.
It was messy.
Unscripted.
Relentlessly alive.
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Citylight Reverie Under dim café lamps and quiet streetlights, they orbit — close enough for electricity, far enough to call it right away.