we'll walk in circles downtown
and take pictures of our reflections in everything
see that old couple, how she's fixing his coat
and kissing him goodbye
we agreed
they had to fight sometimes too,
and he probably didn't like her shoes
but he loved her anyway.
and we'll drive in the warm with the top down
and park by the beach
and throw back the seats
and we'll try to count the stars
and when you hand brushes
up against mine
it'll still feel like it did on our first date.
and all I wanted this morning
was a big old bathtub in the middle of the room
for you to carry me to
a big soft sponge
to wash off the night before
so I could sit there and cry
in the sunrise light
while you sat next to me
and made me clean again.
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