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Jul 2011
A heated car
is humming in the driveway
You can see that the lights
are on from outside
It's dawn
The sun has not been fully shown
It's still dark
But the light is rising

Wet leaves adorn the pavement
I'm at your front door
My heels on wet wood
You're not fully dressed
You're eyes,
not fully open
I'm waiting for the words
You are as well
I've been waiting for this moment
all of my life
For you
To come with me
Our lives to start
The ones we have planned

And now I find myself
at a familiar place
Again I am waiting
The car behind
You in front
And the inevitable sun
slowly rising above this all
Matthew Meriwether
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Matthew Meriwether
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