I want to get married, I say
and I want to run across every corner of the earth without stop;
but I think I have a soulmate
somewhere in Italy, sipping his after-dinner espresso
and I think Iβve probably got another, sailing around Greece
F_ck, I heard a Columbianβs accent for the first time last night
andβ-though Iβve never been to South Americaβ-
Iβd bet thereβs a few men waiting there for me too, and
How do you pack all the lives you want to live
into just one?
β¦
In one of our lives, we got married / bought a little house, down by the sea / played music in the mornings dancing wild through the kitchen / nothing but two sets of boxers and breakfast sizzling / retreated to our single studies in the evenings / slow jazz notes tumbling through the quiet hum / I gave you a couple of kids, so I could watch you be a father / and you were the most beautiful thing standing on two legs / teaching your son to ride a bike / cradling your newborn daughter / and every single day was enough / reason to love you harder
β¦
And still another, we were Old Gods
Intimately entwined of the infallible energies
Birthing entire planets and star systems
Β Β of our chaos and of our joy
And time would pass
and we would grin
just watching
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