Kindred

Walk with me

Come away to the beach, and let’s dip our toes in the water

 

Meet me at the coffeeshop on seventh

And we’ll get cinnamon lattes and talk for hours

 

Call me tomorrow at 2am

When we’re incoherent and lonely and raw

 

We could talk about love

Or literature, in the midst of chaos and flaws

 

Please, be poetic with me

Try to understand my heartache and my plaguing demons

 

Wander into the depths

And help me learn to dream again.


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