Monday, September 22, 2008

Hearts.

I want to break into the back of a U-Haul van,
steal the blankets and pillows,
and fall asleep on the beach with you.

I want to get free refills of coffee we haven't paid for,
put fifty cents in the newspaper machine,
take all the newspapers,
and make funny sailor hats for each other.

I want to roll dice and play cards,
drink until I can't walk,
and fall asleep in a Vegas hotel bed.

I want to crawl into your arms while you're napping,
feel your breath against my skin,
and tell you how much I love you.

I want you to fix me.

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