I would
steal the moon with everyone looking,
take the splash of bullets from a puddle,
pick fireflies from the sky to give you fiery blossom,
make a lady line a mile long,
build you a stage so you could never stop twirling,
pick the seeds from your watermelon,
make all the drinks in the world ice cold
spend rainy days in the laziest way,
give you a porch on house on a cliff on a beach,
do what it takes to make everything okay,
do it for you.
Just come away with me.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
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