We will wake up in familiarity after knowing each other one week
And I will let you drive my car and you will give me a stack of your favorite cds to borrow and we will eat pho in the rain and go to the flea and roam the city aimlessly and irresponsibly on days of the week while others work desk jobs.
On public transport we run so that we don’t miss our next connection (we will miss our next connection anyway)
You will lean your head on my chest as we zoom zoom zoom
The world a smudge as fingers intertwine and
I like the weight of you
On my chest, life, all.
For teaching me that black is a color, too.