long distance calls
walking with you to class and sidewalks dashed to pieces with color as we pass. and you said don't get caught in the rain, wish id get caught in the rain with you. and those green eyes. all ways thought you were too good for this world. maybe you'd find yourself this next semester being stretched from all sides- outlined in my mind with archival inks. you made me think about things like arteries and how to eat an ice cream without getting brain freeze. and you know your way about life, and i figure you'll do fine, but sometimes i wish that you would be mine. and i wonder if our seats will always be reserved, and if we talked forever would i ever run out of words? and then i pause like its your turn you never miss a beat never accept defeat always discreet and your sweet tooth is NOT petite. and as we fly down these city streets, and i think of all the words id like to speak- and i'm that warm fold you like to tuck your hand beneath. i sink into my seat and soak those chemicals up into my blood- you see it's more than just having fun.