the next move…

i could have stayed and made love more…yet the body needed rest…a long rest filled with dreams of wild dances and music…music…music…putting the mind at ease…

so i left out the back door…locking the latch…keeping you safe in the suburban night…tip-toeing…in darkness…shhh…you’ll wake the neighbors…

and i drove…i drove cross town…past green-lit bars…golden arches…all-night grocery stores…wondering…just wondering while songs sang in my head…

what’s her next move…

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