Non-Erotic PoetryThe whole day longDriving down the interstate,
I see your face in the clouds.
I’m sitting there talking out loud,
Your there 2 squares a day.
Morning, noon and night,
I get a good feeling about you.
And that is alright.
The miles tend to blur,
After a bit,
So many around me.
Just don’t give a shit.
But I take a breath,
Look up once again,
And see you there,
All the ding day long,
Honey is that so wrong?
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