02/23/2009
in a mall parking lot,
with two parked cars
in bed at night,
between wrinkled sheets
my phone vibrates,
keeps me from sleep
with this, i am okay.
with you, i am okay.
in the middle of the hall,
with wine on my lips,
in a single small bed,
with your arm on my hip.
without your hand,
it gets harder to sleep.
with time, i am okay.
with you, i am okay.
while i am a dandelion,
that you have blown away,
and while you got your wish,
i'll try to grant it every day,
there's something soothing about
thinking of you before i sleep.
with words, i am okay.
with you, i am okay.
so come lay with me,
we can lay anywhere,
with my head on your chest,
and your hand in my hair.
you kiss the top of my head
as i drift off to sleep.
with you, i am okay.
with you, i am okay.
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