marie-roseWhisper

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Portland, Oregon"Where are your gloves?" / A man with watery blue eyes, / And steaming black coffee asks me.

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HorizonI watched the sun set from my rear view mirror, / And this is how life feels lately.

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Sea SweptWhere do poems go when you lose them? / Blurred by tears, / Swept out to sea,

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Are you free?We dressed in knee length skirts, / Rain boots covering black tights, / And though I haven't seen her since London,

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FingertipsTip Tap / Wooden raindrops / On the tabletop

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PresentlyIt was the last night, / Lying on my bed. / We stared at the ceiling,

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LiveThe bottle was opened by this song. / Pushed tempo, / Speeding past highway signs ignored.

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