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sat up on two seats
this train ride glorious
gazing out the windows
to the south
i see the purple clouds
gloomy blankets
cover the east bay hills

still i think of you
& the incoming rain
in lonesome texas.
you are part of everything i do
it sets the mood
grinning alone.

thinking of the rain
thatll shower us both.
maybe youll even
inhale a cell of mine
as the precipitation
swallows the moisture
perspired off my flesh