strand-ed

i’m just warming up,

and so is the day;

 

sometimes it takes a

few hours.

 

when you can love something at its coldest

 

then you can say

it is real.

 

anyone can fall in love

on a sloppy summer night;

 

but where are you in the arctic light of morning?

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