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nightswimming deserves a quiet night
the photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago
turned around backwards so the windsheild shows
every streetlight reveals a picture in reverse
still it's so much clearer
i forgot my shirt at the water's edge
the moon is low tonight
nightswimming deserves a quiet night
i'm not sure all these people understand
it's not like years ago
the fear of getting caught
the recklessness in water
they cannot see me naked
these things to away, replaced by everyday
nightswimming, remembering that night
september's coming soon
i'm pining for the moon
and what if there were two,
side by side in orbit around the fairest sun
the bright tide that ever drawn
could not describe
night swimming
you, i thought i knew you
you i cannot judge
you, i thought you knew me
this one laughing quietly underneath my breath
nightswimning
the photograph reflects
every street light a reminder
nightswimming deserves a quiet night
deserves a quiet night
i miss you.
i don't know quite who, not specifically.
i miss you