New York Bus Ride

Title: New York Bus Ride
Posted On: 2016-07-10 07:01:24 UTC

I fall into an ephemeral love every morning Sometimes their hair is curly, sometimes straight Sometimes they have on make-up, sometimes they're late I capture my image and fantasize past the first date Braiding your hair and cooking through your pregnancy Panicking because I misplaced my wedding ring Lying and encouraging our son even though he can't sing As my girl of the morning walks by the window, I smile at a possible ting

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