The Silliest Things

sometimes…

i simply want to do 
the silliest things with you

like stacking up the books
to see how it all looks

like clicking a thousand snaps
to make our memory maps

like dusting down the drapes
to fly with them as capes

like kneading up the flour
to shape it into a tower

like picking nonsense names
to play the childhood FLAMES

like writing this little rhyme
to seal this feeling in time.

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