If It Could Just Be You and I

Too many people.
People People People.
I wish I lived a hundred years ago

Just you and I

And a piece of land out west.
I’d work some simple trade
A woodsman maybe
And on the weekends,
In the hot months
We’d lie naked together
Next to the river

Just you and I

Content in the cool breeze
Your body glistening in the sun
Your dark eyes
Big, beautiful, and wild with summer
Your lips, wet with wine,
And only the birds for company.


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