memphis boarded
the airplane, his window lies
next to winged freedom that flies
overlooking memphis skies
gently fading to the night
later on
the drive to his hotel
racking his mind as to what she'll
be wearing with her coffee and bagel
making early conversation as their inhibitions fell
the next
morning came off sweetly
she had the omelet, hold the meat
he had the peppered ham to eat
they watched the people, hardly speaking
to each other
this seemed normal
waiting your entire life to travel
one thousand and ninety-eight miles
only to be more entangled
in a beloved silent lovesong
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