are you lonesooommme tonight?

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it's tuesday afternoon

i look out the window

and down at the street

streams of rain flow down the curb

somehow i think they'll lead me

to your door

i don't know where you are

i don't know when you'll return

if only the sun would hide it's face

forever

behind the endless gray mountains of clouds

if only you could see what i am seeing

i wish you were here

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Josh Glasgow's picture

Great poem, as usual. However, I'm not too fond of the title. But hey, that's.. not my choice. So. Well, it was a good poem.