swirls of cotton and candy,
pink and blue,
ancient lullabies combine
with a few
hours-before-midnight
tie dye sky
birds of protection
and of prey
fly by
with effortless effort,
stretched and smooth
reminding me
of you
I will wait
by the lopsided phone booth
covered in graffiti and
you'll see how far I've come,
our souls mirrored
in the
glass
of bubbles and
youth
a feather floats by on 7th street,
while the phone rings
intentions become clear,
and a new journey
begins
hello?
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