while i drive away,
with coffee,
quietly moving along
in the right lane,
letting those who need
to be where they are going
faster, and the radio
is on low, the windows
down on this fine fall
day, and i have
the kiss of you still on
my lips, the touch of
you on my shoulders,
i am amazed at the wonder
of it all. savoring what
this is, and who you are
for however long it lasts.
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