Monday, July 7, 2014

morning drives

I woke up missing you,
my body insisting
that you be here beside me

My ears were ringing with the whispers
leaving me as a drifter
in the wind
trying to catch the wisps
of your laugh upon the drafts
until I fell upon a patch
of earth as dry and warm
as your embrace during a storm of me.

The morning smelled like long drives
and so, filled me with long sighs
of what it would be like
to drive away
with you.

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