it's one a.m. in the city

it's one a.m. in the city i'm sitting outside the humid heat of the day pressing in through the night i sigh and she sighs with me. i'm perched on a ledge with a book in my lap a cigarette in my hand and her on my mind. i breathe and she breathes with me. all alone on this ridge i dangle my feet off the edge and i see lives pass by below me i watch and she watches with me.

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