11 February 2009

157: spring is coming

oh lover, can we explore forever?
must we plant our feet into the ground of our boring cities?
i want to touch the tip of every child's nose,
i want to watch every gull break its wings in the sudden rush of southern waves.
i don't need this education, i learned all i need to know,
from writing, making art and making love and kissing you.

so come, come, can we ditch this place?
i just want to live, i just want to grow.

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