I thought it would be
another forty-nine days,
give or take, not like I was
counting or anything
but here you are,
here I am, here we
are you're so refreshingly
here and I don't think I'm even
blushing at all
it's calm here,
don't you think?
all the noise has gone away
just the two of us and this
wind, this torrent that whips my hair
and seems to blow you right into me
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