Thursday, December 16, 2010

Fly on the Wall

on the way home
i caught every green light
and saw an american flag
larger than life
on the back of a harley
and i cried and wanted to give you the poem
that i wrote
while i was thinking about you
and tonight
while you were on stage
perfect in black
i imagined asking you to be my friend
because if we were
i could have read the poem
that i wrote
while i was thinking about you
and someone i love
cried tonight
openly and privately
and it made me feel like crying too
and this is the poem that i wrote
while i was thinking about you

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