cold carsA Poem by sea lily
i am less alone,
in the car. and the seats that were not made for human affection (we agreed) as i sat in your lap at three or four a.m. and felt your hands in my hair, your lips on my neck. tinny sounds driving further into the fog finding the seaside finding each other. i like sitting in cold cars and hearing you speak. © 2010 sea lily |
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Added on October 8, 2010 Last Updated on October 8, 2010 Authorsea lilyUnited KingdomAboutI'm growing out my hair Like it was when I was single It was longer than I'd known you I had no money then I had no worries then at all But with such a high standard of living. more..Writing
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