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 "It's so beautiful here," she 
 "This moment now and this moment, 
 And I never thought I would find  here:
 Flannel and satin,  four walls transformed.
 But  looking at me, straight to center,
 No room at all for any other 
 
 And I know I  want this, oh, I swear I don't want this.
 There's a reason not to want this but I 
 
 In the terminal she sleeps  my shoulder,
 Hair falling forward,  all askew.
 Fluorescent  beat their wings overhead:
 "Passengers missing, we're  for you."
 And she dreams through the noise, her weight  me,
 Face pressed  the corduroy grooves.
 
 Maybe it means nothing, maybe  means nothing,
 Maybe it means nothing,  I'm afraid to move.
 
  the words: they're everything and nothing.
 I want to  for her in the offhand remarks.
 Who are you, taking  no sugar?
 Who are you,  street signs?
  are you, the stranger in the shell of a lover,
 Dark curtains drawn by  passage of time?
 
 Oh, words, like rain, how  the sound.
 "Well anyway," she  "I'll see you around..."