It was 6am

arms wrapping

wind cooling

a chill is developing

summer is coming to an end

The skies are fighting

night wants to hold on

day wants to break

we ride

our hands braid

our passion

tightens

I look up

the wind kissing

the skies fighting

us growing deeper

05/24/2007

Posted on 01/27/2009
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