DAYDREAMS

Pen drifts over crisp white paper
past disjointed doodles and your name
on top of mine.
Everything’s been written about
a thousand times before
in a thousand more beautiful ways
and I have nothing of any worth to add
save for:
Us
2getha
4eva.

The end.

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