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I want to see the city from the roof of a taxi he will drive

I want to see the city
from the roof of a taxi
he will drive me around
to see the best places
ducking under overpasses
air slipping from your gasp
just you and the yellow roof.
-A.D.

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Caraphernelia

posted August 29, 2013 at 1:16pm UTC tagged with poems, city, taxi

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