Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Good To See Ya, Dee Dee

Of course, I was waiting on a bus. You were a lane over.

But still, you rolled down the window, and spoke with me, waiting on the light to change.

God, you looked fantastic. A vision on a hell-hot afternoon. Married life seems to agree with you.

Let's have a beer, sometime.
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