Twilight Zone for two

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Delicate magic, and newness, together
Eyes like someone else, smile like no one ever.

Vodka and Beach House, whiskey, Neil Young.
Twilight Zone for two is fun
but not Twilight Zone for one.

His kisses, rushed, her kisses, slow.
‘Slow, slow’


The cold and the smoke, ethanol, salt
Sandlewood, citrus, cherry cake, malt.

High in the contest they’ve both just won;
5am touching to ‘Master of None’,
6am sighs at the unwanted sun.

New Year’s promise in what they don’t yet know;
‘Don’t go, don’t go’

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