saturday rain
there’s no time
to dwell on the past
oh how the future
arrives too fast
present day lives
project everyday familiarities
such as falling asleep
in your arms
come morning I awaken
to a beautiful smile
whispering above the drizzle
what shall we do today
you laugh
& softly close your eyes
march two thousand twenty-four
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