the plans we have
beaches, mountains, we both love
food to eat, songs to play, erasing blue
wine night, and that i cook for you
i'll write you some more
'til you get tired of my rhymes and all
we'll talk some more
see other life designs we can explore
hopeful isn't it?
as if the universe will favor us through
can we just be hopeful for all of it?
else, angels will cry for us two