the joy
of driving home at twilight
across the plains
with van morrison
the joy
of the lone driver
on the high way
as the sun sinks behnd the mountains
wishing you were here
the joy
of still being in love
with you
The Joy Of Love Songs
a memory
a poem written
ten years ago
if i
did not write poems
i would not remember
things like this it's better than a
journal
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