Tuesday, April 13, 2010

ours

kind of like flowers in your mouth, a big tray of super warm cookies. a tall refreshing glass of milk. a sing a long tune you can't get out of your head. a wonderful little smile that dances on your lips and makes you show me your teeth. a big scoop of ice cream. chewy granola bars, taffy. taffy. taffy. like raindrops on the pavement and sun shine on the tree tops. as if you couldn't even stop. mangos in the fruit bowls and strawberry fields. like starburst throughout the universe, it's all very real. like love letters in the snow and kisses in the fall. as if your sense of security goes further than a blanket, like a tough little machine that is transforming. inspiring. me. close your eyes and lay here dreamy with me. telephone rings and we don't even notice, we've got laughter too loud. everything we need is enough because i see it in you and we'll strive to the fullest of such potential and everything will butterfly into a beautiful scene with you there and me there and ultimately we'll be here.

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