held up (i wrap
ice cream cones in tape) praying
i'll hold on
long enough to see them melt.
i take you riding in the car (august light
playing
on the shields (i hide you
in
my arms,
falling fast like rain) and closing in,
roads fast
and pavements hot
(greeted) by eloquent tastings
i glue
my car together and we go.
we go far.
i
hold my heart, so delicately,
while your
ice cream cones
melt together... )
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