in the arms of bliss
your love has been waiting for vagabonds like me. in a little while, we will be flooding your streets with car races and drowning your stars with our uninhibited conversations. and as your moon will be reveling at how much we've grown yet feel the same, we will be playing with the shadows of your dark curbs and dirt roads and dead ends. your crevices hold their breaths for once more, we shall be whispering new secrets and old hopes.
i'm going back to you. my happiness overflows with my sadness. my frustrations collide with my expectations. i am anticipating better things ahead. but first i must see you and remember who i was when i was with you.