I like it when you’re around, that’s all.
The idea of perhaps,
the touch that will not stay,
small questions
and walking home in the cold.
We listen to trains whistle in the night
and do not sigh too much.
Why don’t you stay awhile.
We can wait for the morning
like we said we would.
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