Designer Hugs

Woke up buried in your blankets, as if I had been left for dead. Pushed my luck to remind it of ownership... until it finally fought back. I'll be skipping cracks in the pavement for the rest of the day.

We illuminated the just-past-midnight alleys and streets with dreams last night. Moonlit but sun driven, I stole your arm in your sleep and just drew half of a heart and scribbled "call me later." I know you will.

I wish your mind was as worn as my own this morning. Windows and door ways. I'm not sure which way to leave this room. After all, we're living in a world where heaven and hell are only synonyms for the location of our heads.

Called your bluff and left a voicemail. Put on my raincoat because it looks like it just might today. Tattoo that bruise and purge your exhausted throat from 'I love yous'.... Let's always be thieves with legs crossed, tongues tied, and eyes for nice things.

MyLittleOneAndPocketTheBuffalo