i heard on a day like tomorrow
from others
you are not what you are
all  poetry fled out of me
the way a river floats into the ocean;
it fled to infinity

but what's so nice about easy women
i'd rather fight for you in eternity
then
suffer in hell for days
with fake sympathy
from phony lovers

so i will stumble upon you
on a day like tomorrow
and ask you for two things
Acceptance and permission

i take the fisher boat
pushed up by white-glowing waves
to the other part of the island
and i will take you with me
and we will build a house; only made out of wood; wood gathered by me: like a man should
live beneath trees; and look up
every morning
at the strange, never-seen birds
singing their tropical symphonies;
before we learn them Beethoven and Tchaichovsky
run through sand with bare feet;
even in winter
eat ***** fruit
drink strange water
But we don't care;
'cause
we are living
and we are life

imagine driving a car
in New York
alone at night

That's how our love is

imagine walking
in paris
together in spring

That's how our love is

imagine riding a bike
in Barcelona
afternoon sun glowing on our
Smiling lips

That's how our love is

imagine dancing
Together
in a cosy bar
in the heart of Rome

That's how our love is

i
my voice inside
screamed of
finally liking someone
in this godforsaken town

so

every godforsaken boy
in this town liked her
me included, definitely

every godforsaken boy
In this town talked to her
Me not included, definitely

and everybody made love to her
Except me

but

this poem will change that, i promise