Fifteen weeks and five days
Is how long you were on the moon for
My poetry back then
Was a red mirror
Watching you drum asleep
Breathing on my chest
Was a second first
You were many firsts for me
I was a first for you
In the most important way
You weren’t that for me
Deep down I know I should drive
Solo
But I need someone
In my passenger seat
My cortex confused you
With Stephanie
Lunch with Nick 
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