Sitting on my front porch watching the sun come
up.
Cup of coffee in my hand watching the morning
start.
Are you watching the same sun come up thirty-four
miles away?
Are you wondering if I'm thinking the exact same
way thirty-four miles away?
I've been lying around. I still smell you here.
I've been reading a note that smells like the sun
looks.
Isn't it funny how some things can go unchanged
for so long?
Next thing you know the day begins again. So do
we.
Even though it was the middle of the night I felt
the sun come up.
Underneath the best blanket in the house we stayed
up and talked thirty-four miles away.