Wednesday
9:50 am
Greyhound Station on a Rainy Day
And the last thing i remember
your lips brushing against my shoulder-
that sleepy smile
on a noble face.
Your curly hair
Overflowing
onto the pillow
I laughed-
until the day after tomorrow.
We're just waiting now.
We're just waiting now.
My eyes are closing
without my consent,
and its raining outside--
I'm lonely in this place.
Last night you sang
your own song to me
in the midsummers nights clearing
And the river gave the harmony
I laughed-
until the day after tomorrow.
We're just waiting now.
We're just waiting now.
Just a little longer now.
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