Sitting At A Red Light in Poems About My Day

  • April 17, 2018, 10:28 a.m.
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Eternal red light at a four way.
I can feel your heart beating in my memory.
A soft rain drops from the sky.

The roads are vacant.
Our souls were close.
the wind kisses me.

A distant set of headlights close in.
Your breast were sweet to the taste.
Lightning illuminates Purgatory.

A traveler passes into darkness.
I can almost feel your breath on my face.
Thunder echoes though the valley.

The light remains red.
You linger as a memory.
The storm is close.


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