motor town rhapsodized and harmonized in a bittersweet magnetic blue
memories stick like paper clips bound in cemented glue
my dna strands are bundled in bands arranged with historic brown and white hands
your touch is always at my back
my speech is formulated in a lush sweet twang that can be found any given day on 7 mile or mack
my love for you has always been strong
it pains me to have been away for so long
but truth be told
you never get old
you just get plenty better
i should be sleeping, but i’m missing you & weeping
so i thought i’d write this letter
detroit it’s you i adore
holding you close forever more
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