6.27.2006

northbound roosevelt

6/27/06

it’s chilly here under the stars in the wind
but the scent of you and the drunken night
blend ahead like points of light
like satellites ‘cross the sky
and in this evening, in the stars above
you are

and if the world should cease or just my days
all of it right now
in the most perfect
of ways, at your side
I’d go smiling

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