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moments in between

Friday morning blew by
another week of work
ships passing in the night
verging on the beserk
weekends came then went
nothing much eased the pain
running on the treadmill
little or nothing to gain
for you and I were lovers
before it all began
what were we supposed to be working for?

I just don’t think I can
take us back to the beginning
to when you smiled with style
sitting on our porch
with time to think awhile
they told me I was confused
a materialistic man
I just wanted you to love me
but its Monday
once again