Pirates he said
I love pirates
so I suggested to him that we be
accident-prone together
whispering meaningless words
in the dark for eternities
told me he doesn't have time for sweet nothings
Obviously, I replied
we could just share stolen conversations
teach me your science
and I'll paint our world red
all the fiery colors of Autumn coming
Show you mine and show me yours
a book- diary of hand written notes
bind us in temporary bliss
Children playing in an adults world
Young adults pretending to be kids
look at us-
caught in this insomnia
it won't last forever
We can sleep in the warmth of the rising sun
but for now we'll be immortal and rebel
against our drooping eyelids
as though it is so  romantic -
to do nothing and give it all our meaning