USP - Day 10

USP - Day 10

I wrote this poem in the car

I wrote this poem in the car

Stuck in the sticky rapture of our  love

Do you remember how it felt when our lips met

How they parted

Do you remember how this all started?

Today the sky looked purple and yellow over the exit off the highway

To your house

Tampa

and it reminded me of that time

driving back from some lake

I cried because

you weren't moved by the pink horizon and

you could care less for the orange clouds

That was when I realized that love is only love and nothing more

USP - Day 11

USP - Day 11

USP - Day 9

USP - Day 9

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