Off guard

It was not a part of the plan, to meet you or anyone at the border of Brazil and Bolivia and fall in love.

Brazil was just a job that I wasn’t sure of taking. It was a two month gig and your border town was just a one night stay.

Joining a group of bikers to the other side of the check point was supposed to be a one off adventure ending at midnight.

I had it all figured out I thought.

Two and a half years later you’re still on my mind.

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