Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Impossible Kisses (Wisconsin)
I’ve been rained on in Wisconsin
plenty of times but it never
occurred to me to consider
rain a personification
to think of Wisconsin laying
her head against my chest crying
letting me hold her comfort her
and when it stopped rain always stops
letting me think my comfort helped
letting me kiss her I never
kissed Wisconsin I wish I’d kissed
Wisconsin every time it rained
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