sleepyskin's Diaryland Diary

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everything we used to be

Northern Nights from fourty thousand feet.
there's little things out there that
aren't laced with you like
the dancing of blue across the horizon as
we fly east to cities
we've never been to.
but still, the big hotel beds
make me yearn for you.
the shelf in the bathtub makes me think
how great it would be to be
naked with you.
the music video on television
mocks me and
I am hundreds of miles away from
everything we used to be.

12:03 AM - September 04, 2003

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