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I saw a plastic bag run a stop sign
On Park Avenue and
Sixth.
The green light was on a smoke break
And we were all sitting like Christmas presents
beneath a concrete tree.
The tires romanced tiny pebbles
With novelty pick-
up lines,
And Joni was singing on the radio
about Cold Blue Steel.
You hummed along and beat
your fists
against the glove compartment.
Seems to me, that’s something you’d do.
When the wind lit up, plastic bag-
Break lights, red and shiny.
I saw it settle on the cactus
in the median
Next to the man selling Grapevines.
You turned off my radio, and the light changed.
On Park Avenue and
Sixth.
The green light was on a smoke break
And we were all sitting like Christmas presents
beneath a concrete tree.
The tires romanced tiny pebbles
With novelty pick-
up lines,
And Joni was singing on the radio
about Cold Blue Steel.
You hummed along and beat
your fists
against the glove compartment.
Seems to me, that’s something you’d do.
When the wind lit up, plastic bag-
Break lights, red and shiny.
I saw it settle on the cactus
in the median
Next to the man selling Grapevines.
You turned off my radio, and the light changed.
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Love it
I feel your hands in my hair.
I feel your breath on my neck.
I feel your body pressed so close to mine.
I feel your lips on my throat.
I feel your hands move to my back and your lips work their way up to mine.
I feel you and I love it.
I hear you say you love me.
I hear you whisper my name.
I hear you tell me I'm the only one for you.
I hear your breath in my ear.
I hear your soft snores as I fall asleep.
I hear you and I love it.
I see you as I run into your arms.
I see your face break through my world of darkness.
I see you fight away my fears.
I see you wipe away my tears.
I see you're in love with me.
I see you and I love
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love
Imagine this, she said, for this is what it is to be in love. It is as if you have been tumbling down toward an open sea for your entire life and have only just discovered that you can fly.
And with that she pointed up to the grand cumulonimbus clouds above her head, to a deep expanse of blue, and I saw what must have been thousands of people with their arms wide, drifting on the currents of the wind.
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My First Kiss
The moment was awkward and all was still
One moment we were laughing and then silence prevailed.
Our eyes met but I grew afraid
Quickly I blushed and looked the other way.
But he just smiled at me and took my hand
Sometimes I just hate it when he always understands.
And even more when he tucks my hair behind my ear.
He looks at me like that and logic just disappears
I get weak in the knees, my hands start to shake
Has anyone ever compared love to an earthquake?
If not, I would have to say thats how it makes me feel
I have to sit down or I cannot deal
And he just laughs at me as he sets me down
Safely, I si
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when I think of you, I think of this, and Joni.