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I Wouldn't Miss It
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My Epistles: Miamians Yeah, I can imagine you’ve seen it all,
A sunrise on a postcard,
The golden hour on a feed.
But I was right here,
Just before light gets jarred,
When this world holds its breath
and sounds recede.
And I wouldn't miss it...
The feeling leads to moments
When a roller coaster
takes its highest stake,
That's the fear, the thrill, the promise,
Of seeing you as days break.
And I wouldn't miss it...
People speak of landmarks,
Every concrete jungle
from a silhouette space,
A manmade testament that
ambition etched.
But it wouldn't offset
How I can marvel at your face
Under all the skylines
they've ever sketched.
You are all destinations,
The finish line I always run to,
The starting pistol that sets my pace,
Every breath, and every heartbeat blew
Life into this body to exalt your grace.
And I wouldn't miss it...
Because I’ve seen a world,
In the reflection of your brown eyes,
And it’s more beautiful, more real,
Than any place I've been.
And there's a way to capitalize
in the moment with me and chill.
And I wouldn't miss it...
It's only me,
Miles passed a hope and a dream,
Looking at everything I need to see.
And I wouldn't miss it for a thing.
