sunlight in the balcony

i like to be surrounded by colors
i like seeing them when i look around
i like sitting in the sunlight
and looking at my pale reflection in the window
i like having soft hands
i like calling an old friend just to hear
that the same night as my gig, she was listening to patti smith in new york
smiling, thinking of me
i like the memory of a summer night in 1999
my excitement and melting at hearing the first notes of 'because the night'
i like that old crushes are over
that there is no life in the past when it comes to love
but i like to have mental pictures of it
nice, colored, airbrushed snapshots of past encounters
i like possessing the words to express it when i have something to say
today i have them, i feel.

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