Fall in love this summer. Or fall in lust. Or fall in like. Or fall in me, myself, and I. Just drop your head back and free fall through the sky.
Lines for today from a poem of mine that's not currently titled...
"I love you in a way that’s nostalgic. That reminds me of the would’ves and could’ves and what if it had gone thataways.
I love you from a distance. The way an amateur swimmer strolls around the deep end but only sticks their foot in because taking that plunge is lethal."
If you want the whole thing, just ask. Whether or not I will give it to you is debatable, but you're always free to ask :)
Love freely,
tY
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