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I was dreaming
of you unexpectedly; you were sipping strong coffee and my attention, a familiar voice drowning out distance, weaving and drifting between us, through my ears and lungs and fingers, moving even lower, then taking me by gunpoint, pulling us closer together, walking me through playlists of our past, singing me back to stupid and dangerous love, repeating the chorus we wrote together, turning the volume up on the songs I’m constantly humming without realizing. |
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Wow ... nicely done ...
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.."taking me by gunpoint"...wow,..
Roco |
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quite powerful write.
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Thank you
Art ![]() Roco ![]() pkd ![]() Mom ![]() Bill ![]() |
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beautiful dreaming
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