can be the longest night of
the year
when you meet someone strange
in a strange way,
count the time from one airplane to
the next in kisses
and study the transfer of heat in hugs.
A not so full moon shines on two
holding hands on the wet roof.
Beer soaked pants and dry lips.
Sometimes a moment's magic is not in the moment but the words that describe it.
22nd December IS the longest night in the year.
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