Maybe I’ve just been feeling the weather
unable to escape the relentless searing sun
but you brought me upright
when your voice threw me
the shade of a fat summer cloud
I remember the wonderful trouble
we attracted when getting seriously drunk
on what fermented in our hearts
with love as the alcohol we used to
laugh all night like two stumbling winos
with an empty alley all to ourselves
Can you imagine what it would be like
to again drape my arm over your shoulders
and lean my head on yours?
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