you, me, and the cat.
in a moon house, breathing fresh moon-air.
our children will play,
on moon hills
and in moon gardens we'll grow
the most beautiful moon flowers.
everything will be exactly how you pictured it.
I don't know what I'm writing nowadays.
we're never alone, you're my insides.
knotted devastatingly in veins and arteries
beating out iloveyou in every tha-thump tha-thump
on my sleeve.
