note to meg

i’ve met a sight to behold!
i love you, i miss you
kiss me
send me a message in a bottle
i am drunk with words to romance the mundane
rocks in my pocket, arm folded over chest
fist clutching a dream i don’t want to let go
of two beauties not from, but rooted for a time in new york
i am sick with wonder, wiping sleep from my eyes
greeting, gulping every moment
laughing up into the wide wide air
there’s a shining light, what looks like a bright star
you can see it, i can see it
she can see it too
we may be apart my dear,
but when our hearts feel
they shoot their sparks into the same night sky.

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