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2:22
Lazing around in the hot summer afternoon,
its 2:22 and you're on my mind.
Cicadas thrum briskly in the trees,
sounds fall heavy with no breeze.
You know I love you,
And I know you love me.
The blue sky above
waits patiently for you
as, of course, do I.
Staring at the sky on a cool summer evening,
its 2:22 and I'm thinking of you.
Crickets chirp softly in the night,
a few hours more before morning's light.
Constellations above wink
Stars move into position
An alignment approaches
The moon sighs with me
She's waiting for you too
Our time is coming,
and I'll be ready for you.
its 2:22 and you're on my mind.
Cicadas thrum briskly in the trees,
sounds fall heavy with no breeze.
You know I love you,
And I know you love me.
The blue sky above
waits patiently for you
as, of course, do I.
Staring at the sky on a cool summer evening,
its 2:22 and I'm thinking of you.
Crickets chirp softly in the night,
a few hours more before morning's light.
Constellations above wink
Stars move into position
An alignment approaches
The moon sighs with me
She's waiting for you too
Our time is coming,
and I'll be ready for you.
Published 15th Aug 2022
Author's Note
for you, Ray
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