we will drive there
one day
where the succulents change color
right in front of you if you look hard enough
and we will lie on the colored river rocks

until we blend into the others
on like soddened roses
on handmade paper

we will forget our names
that weren’t really ours
to begin with

Created with PoeTree for iPad

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