"good morning,"
said our earth to the stars.
"good morning,"
from our buildings and farms.
so the stars stood there staring,
boiling,
flaring.
we'll wake up and look at our stars,
and know just how lucky we are.
that is what good mornings are.
i never wanna be so in love that i don't know how to live alone.
5 months/5 months/5 months/5 months:
we are moving into a little studio apartment.
just you and me,
we will wake up curled together like the end of a fern before it unfurls,
and after work when we meet at our front door I will be
wrapped up in your arms like,
like,
like it has been days since we saw each other, not hours.
like,
like our love doesn't fit in the tiny flat.
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