Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Tonight.

Tonight turn the lights out.
Tonight come sit by me,
old smelly futon with mystery stains.
Come sit by me,
Too long sheets and one small pillow to share.
Come sit by me and we will stare into the morning.
Hold your breath and maybe we can freeze time.
And who will know if it's frozen or not after all-
And who will care.
We will forget the wrongs and the bads;
We won't be mad or crazy or upset-
We will be here.
Together.
Tonight, turn the lights out.

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