La Dolce Vita

I want to hold his hand

and climb to the top

of the highest...most

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tree

...late at night

because that's our favorite time

and his eyes will light my way

and when we finally make it

I'll reach up to the sky

and borrow a star

and we'll play with magic

until the sun wakes up

and lends motivation

for the early-morning

joggers.

So we'll quietly put the star back

and he'll whisper in my ear

and I, of course, agree

and we tiptoe back to his house

to lose ourselves in each other.

-bj

[c. 2001]