let’s
run away to
and lip rings
that mirror when we kiss
run in the rain
in formal wear
touch under streetlights
and drink chai
in graffitied cafes
sing
I Wanna Hold Your Hand
while holding hands
in some distant city
where we’ve never
been known
take photos on rooftops
and adopt kittens
by the dozen
eat nothing but macaroni
and popsicles
for months at a time
and wear black
every day of the year
fall in love again
every time we breathe.
1 comment:
Beautiful.
I love it.
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