poetry

take me away

let’s go on a trip

no destination needed

you grab the wheel and I’ll grab your hand

and we’ll fly to foreign places

daydream with me

your house, my house, ours…

then drop me in the valley where civilization disappears

and all you see is me

yearning for you

rev me up

and then keep going

why stop on this earth when we can go past the moon

stars will blind my sight

gravity will disappear

and we’ll be so far into bliss

that no one can touch us

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