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Saturday Night

Posted to Poetry

I watched the reflection
of your face
in the window
all the way home.
Highlighted by stoplights
outlined by the dark night.
I woundered what you
would bring to my life,
love or strife?
I am scared
yet relaxed,
comforted but confused.
I hope to see more
than just your reflection.
I wish to see you beauty
projected onto me.
That would be better than
the Front Seat window scene.
do you like?