Pipe Dreams

by rob   Jul 6, 2011


..a breeze..
fleeting but unmistakably a breeze..
for it passed and left hope along with scores
of welcome goose bumps here this eve after a scorching day..
how you have been missed so.. i can't quite put into words.. all but deserted..
convinced I was but here you are, my friend, and good thing for I've nearly reached the end.
i hear you whispering nearby.. don't go away so very soon.. you're all i have..
don't be shy my friendly stranger for all is not right this night
and only your gentle caress can soothe me
only your breath can console me..
..this night..

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