I sit here and I look out the window
Watching the rain and the sun fight for the sky’s attention
And I was suddenly struck by memories
I was asked today to name what I wanted the most
At that moment
And the first thing that came to mind
Was a long, soft, deep kiss
The kind that says
Hello, I missed you, and don’t you leave anytime soon
I realized how much I miss those
And that made me remember
The first time I experienced the lone star toe curl
And the way my body wanted to form a permanent V
And made me crave the lone star business
On a regular basis
The way the lone star’s taste
Lingered on my tongue
And turned into my favorite flavor
Made me want to trade in my sunshine residency
And open up shop in gate C
Spin cycle, couch, floor
Lone star weekends that made me weak
And made me discover something else within me
Lone star encounters that were separated by many Sundays
I never settled for imitations to fill the space
And now my soul sits on ice
As I try to shake the lone star off of me
And out of my dreams
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