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This Place (38 views)
A Poem by Denver Welte
© 2012 Denver Welte
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This Place

I never thought we'd be at this place.

A place where the decisions we make
Involve choosing green or blue paint.

A place where I could wake up next to you,
And not smell vodka on your face.

Oh wait that was me.

Your's was more happy, but light, that's right.

A place where our adventures start at Lowes,
And end in grocery store rows.

A place where we can feel real love.

This place brings tears to my eyes,
The kind I don't mind to cry.

This place I never thought we'd come to,
You and I.

© 2012 Denver Welte


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