It was as if he was constructed out of a London memory.
his illumines pastel skin
his aura of complete style, chic and coolness
he past me in a fever that was uncontrollable and as if he would have even known
it was the emotion and fire of love at first sight
vicarious as i watched him leave
that was the last time i ever saw him
he was gorgeous.
he was mod.
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