dear chicago
swallow me
from frank lloyd wright
to lake michigan
i only want your
absolutely everything, and
all your in betweens
with your outstretched arms
like my skyscrapers, i am
reaching for the fringes of your grey skies
my collar
turned up to your wind
my feet
dancing to the beat of the rain against the windows of our eyes,
my eyes
still looking for your every so faintly sunshine
dear chicago
swallow me
from then
til tonight
and all your in betweens
i only want your
absolutely everything
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