for the next century

let’s set a day

to runaway

and not look back babe

~

spend a week

by a creek

just to speak

~

about that day…

~

touch tats

in the grass

while wind slips past

~

walk down a beach

while waves crash at our feet

then we’ll both act

like we just happened to meet

~

under stars that were our

… glow

by a place where no cars

… go

~

you’ll speak to me

simple and deep

my hand sweeps your cheek

dimples so sweet

~

i’ll know…

that you know

~

this loves isn’t pseudo

~

we’ll parachute off a roof

into a coupe

that zooms

home

~

away from tomb…

stones

~

you’ll brush the sky

with a finger

~

leave painting’s that

linger

~

then i’ll get to listen

to my favorite singer

~

you’ll ask me if taxi’s

are coming to take me

~

an aristocrat reference

from our favorite escape scene

~

i’ll whisper back

‘i’m as free as you made me’

~

that’s when you’ll kiss me

that’s when you’ll take me

~

you’ll promise to break me

… only to save me

~

we’ll put two extra links on a chain

before we break it

~

i’ll stare into air

take a deep breath and thank it

~

we can leave just as soon as you say it….

….

~

..:

…. that day..

i dream about

… that day..

our birthday.

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