it looks like rain.
maybe,
maybe later in the day.
maybe it will
pass and the sun will
come out before it sets.
who's to know.
maybe a lot of things.
like us, for example.
maybe we'll fall in love,
real love, the kind
that lasts forever.
the kind you read about
in the paper when they
die. how they were
together for so long,
in love.
It looks like rain,
maybe. maybe later
in the day.
Monday, February 9, 2015
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