Today I thumbed through old pieces of mine from up to 15 years ago and stumbled through a couple of gems from my youth.
Here is one I am particularly fond of...enjoy!
Long may you run
by Ray Manuud
Somewhere in the darkness within faint FM air wave, I hear someone whisper “long may you run.” A harmonica and a haunting bed time story about restless apparitions searching for loved ones, cast a spell where I lay my head with my lady. We drift into a drowsy stargaze guided by Apollo, turnpike noise, and UFO’s that chase firefly code. We sleep like king and queen, losing ourselves between quiet chatter and soft good morning. Dawn breaks to the smashing of eighty mile per hour winds and stainless steel grills, all song to the king and queen beneath the overpass.
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"We sleep like king and queen, losing ourselves between quiet chatter and soft good morning."
That's my favorite line. :)
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