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| jennifer |
so here I sit after I have kept you up most of the night with my keyboard in my lap, and I'm up at this hour because you have to be and I feel bad to have kept you up |
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| tourist |
When the seasons right and the air is crisp, but not so much to chap the lips in the predawn walking by the river wide tugged by dogs I gaze and stride in the soft light red while you lay in bed I wish that you were here instead beside me in the morning light alas, you're still a dreaming when I return I'll kiss your lips to call you to the waking |
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