I don't know if you understand how much that night meant to me. You
left me lightweight and I remembered everything. All the important stuff
I got again. I had just come in from work after the uphill climb from
the bus stop my thoughts fiery red demanding and unforgiving. You were
at home.
You
looked into me and shook me right, I was a shook one. I saw that you
had something, something for me, and that we must have something going
on, I thought. I see all the details of that moment from the lighting to
the walls and my expressions and yours and those bellowing feelings
released an organ tossed from the deck.
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