you
are the one
who slips away
or rather the
one i slip away
to
long enough
to get caught up
short enough
to let curiousity
come before
contempt
blend
disjointed discours
and staggered
step
mon ombre
looks cooler
when you're around
not bound by
stoop steps
but child-like
professing love
or at least
engouement
from le boulevard
til we see again
