Sunday, June 28, 2009

begonias aren't wildflowers, silly

she'll be on a bus in the morning
and that makes going to sleep
alone tonight
not all that terrible
despite our rough edges
we just sort of fit
not in any traditional sense
but in our own way
we've found a place
that feels almost right
beside her in bed
i think i'll kiss the ink
set in her perfect skin
and sleep will find us
tangled and content

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