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Making Deals With God
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Test Driving Love
I sit here swearing.
I'd trade my whole life.
For one day alone with you.
So I could go to my grave,
with your taste on my lips.
Your hand in my hand.
One solitary day.
To walk, kiss, share.
Dreaming together in bed.
Feeling whole and understood.
Cherished and respected.
Proud to be yours.
I'd do anything.
Learn spanish, or eat beans,
or biscuits and gravy for breakfast.
Even learn what grits are.
But I am stupid.
You are long gone.
I'd bet money you have forgotten me.
I just hope you are safe,
and you found what you needed.
