long distance blues

Apr 09, 2006 16:09

On Friday, You flew in on short notice
I sneak out early, and play hooky from work
We snuggle and play

On Saturday, You dance my daughters around town
I shuffle books and patrons and faulty printers
We eat and snuggle and gasp and semi-sleep

On Sunday, You fly away too early
I drive home alone
We miss you already
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