Psssst.

My love is a run-on-sentence.

I love you like when that Beatles cover plays in your best friend’s car in the dark on the highway after a long day at work and you both are looking out the window singing along and you see they are building a ferris wheel down on the dock and you know you will ride it some day with the boy that you think about when that throaty rendition of across the universe comes on.

I love you like coffee at noon and a seat on a crowded bus

Some things last a long time. 

It was just a walk around the block

dragging through the blanket of heat still laying out

stars threatening to pinprick the sky

the light red

my favorite time of night

when the streetlights come on and things go primary to florescent 

and you were just a walk around the block

you were just a day in the park

you were just cigarette smoke in a cloudy night

you were a stitch in some jeans

and the heat on the sidewalk

i love you just the way I am

Life is just timing

And onion thin layers 

of smoke

and names finger traced on mirrors