Untitled poem #87

I'm there in your apartment,

The one I've been sketching for the past few years.

I'm supposed to catch the red eye tonight,

But I can't.

I want to stay in this cold strange city

Till the sun kicks me out.

I wanna stay

For morning breath,

And bright shoulders,

And leggy sheets.

I wanna stay for

All the mornings

That I missed.

Staying won't be easy.

The four corners,

The brassy knob of freedom,

Will always tempt me,

But staying will be easier

Because I have you.

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