In a previous life
I had adventure
but was bored

Now I have you
which means gardening
homemade meals and
1/2 of the couch

Now we have
bar conversations,
restaurant chats and
shared discussions with expatriates

Now you have
fierce arguments
daily moodiness and
my illogical manifestos

Aren't you the lucky one?

In a previous life I was a caterpillar,
now I'm a butterfly
captured by your lens.


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to SF

love,   La petite mort

 

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