The middle of the week, the middle of the day, the middle of something that feels like time and as we look back it feels the same as the stare ahead...
I wish I was in the middle of nowhere with you. Anywhere.
I wish I was in the middle of the ocean with you, surrounded by sun and reflections, a million shiny dimes.
I wish I was in the middle of the desert with you, surrounded by shape-shifting sands and a yellow moon.
I wish I was in the middle of the valley with you, surrounded by high peaks that blotted out the horizons and left us sun-drenched for just a portion of the day before falling into shadows.
I wish I was in the middle of a dance-floor with you...the middle of a swimming pool.
I wish I was in the middle of a porch swing, the first evening fireflies winking as a day slowly sank and the ice in our bourbon clanked with each movement.
I wish I was in the middle of you.
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