escort diary® of Cello Bloom: With Emo-Indie-Pop in my headphones

There’s a vibe rising, like smoke chasing the sky.
It builds inside me and if I don’t sing it out,
I’ll burst.

Not everything sounds perfect, but who cares?
Nothing’s perfect, but we try
to make it intriguing, passionate, a slow burn of pleasure.

Trying to convince the one we crave
to burn with us.
These flames won’t hurt, they’ll only lift us higher,
until we don’t want to come down.

If we played a little longer? I don’t want to stop feeling
just because you pretend, you don’t feel a thing.

I feel you your quiet emotions.
And they’re the perfect match for mine.

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