as much as i love
cigarettes and coffee
in the morning lunchtime and the evening
as much as i love
fall in new england
solitude and peace
the individual color of leaves
as much as i love
the pace of new york city
the screeching metro
the culture of arts and literature
that makes us
undeniably american
as much i love wool sweaters
and screaming profanity
as much as i love
throwing empty bottles off of
philadelphia's fathomless rooftop
you know as well as i know
that i will never
love you
as much as
i love the love you have
for the things that i love
but thats okay...
you will always be somewhere on my list
10.28.2009
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i love the love that i have for this little ode
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