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Red light
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Were driving in my car,
you sit across from me,
Your hand in mine.
I say a prayer and the light turns red.
you squeeze my hand and turn to me,
your lips press against mine,
but only for a moment.
my hands back on the wheel.
I grumble at each green light we pass.
you make me so happy,
i just...
i just wish
that we would get stuck behind a train.
a train that doesn't move,
a light that will always remain red,
and a kiss...
that will never end.
