reading into the
situation, i can't help
but feel it's too much
at night i can hear
the subway cars bustling
below the pavement
the smell of her hair
on my skin, pervading the
room like a spirit
if i try, i might
sleep, but that's very far off.
maybe i can dream....





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guess what, darlin' there aint no poetry police. write what you want, what you feel, what you see....]


