your kiss will
get me home
in the rain,
under the pink
glow of city
lights.
the soft shower
is warm on
this february
night, with
so far to
go, so many
miles to
travel before
i find sleep,
before my head
hits the pillow
and i begin
to think more
of you and dream.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
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