play my guitars
wake me with poetry
surprise me with coffee
text me on the bathroom mirror
leave a trail of sand when you leave
show me what you see
take pictures of what you hope will come find you
draw me treasure maps to fruit trees I’ve yet to cache
lay with me in the overgrown grass
pretend to love the birds also
admit you can’t see what I mean
look harder
tell me you see now
pet dogs twice for me
hide perishable objects for me to find
plant perennials in my name
listen to the seconds with me
paint over my sadness
linger adrift in our sea shanties
leave me alone to watch the sunrise.
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