Sunday, September 5, 2010

The One With Vacation Day Seven.

The Great Smoky Mountains National Park
Cades Cove, Tennessee

Dear Lover,

As I lay inside my sleeping bag.
I listened to the cicadas make a racket.
In the treetops.
Just imagining.
That it was you snoring.
Lulling me asleep.
As I curled up against your shoulder.


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