Lost In Translation (2003)
That first morning,
Before your first class,
You say there sipping coffee,
Ensconsed in that Blue Flannel Shirt.
Remember how we picked the daffodils?
We sold them;
Each sunny cluster;
Were we so poor?
I guess we still weren’t sure we wanted to own anything.
Traversing over the globe amid each yellow yolk scattered atop the grass.
Airports see more sincere kisses than wedding halls.
Les Baisers (Kisses), with Lee Miller, 1930
my eyeliner on his arm tho haha
woke him up like this