Warmth Without Edison
This morning clouds filled the sky
Fighting back the patience of the sun
Just waiting, perchance with desire
In hopes that the wind would confuse the mist
And like me, waiting for you
An opportunity might arise
Offering a chance to shine
And feel your tenderness
Surround me
Making shadows useless
And electric heaters passé
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