Along the edges, colors blur at seem familiar.
While you read your magazine,
I was counting all the markers.
And California seemed to draw you like a siren
From a postcard, or a letter, in a frame of film melting.
But under you, I hear your breath move in, out slowly.
Under you, let go completely feeling you take over me.
A Hollywood flat where we'd laugh about our fortunes
Well we held jobs in this bar down at 3rd and San Vicente.
And Ramen Noodles at 4:30 in the morning,
When we barely could survive, I was never more alive.
Under you, I feel your blood flowing out slowly.
Under you, let go completely feeling you take over me
You moved in slow degrees
A sudden memory
You're a Leonard Cohen song
But every now and then I'd swear
I see you standing on a sidewalk, in a
Restaurant, from a taxi passing by.
Under you I feel you moving in, out slowly
Under you let go completely feeling you take over me.
Take over me.
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