rough draft

So, this is going to be my drafting notebook, I think. Here's something I wrote in all of 7 minutes today. It's got some cheesy/trite parts, but I think it's going somewhere.

This is about love, but it's also about the American dream.
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you're a perfume box
shining exterior, solid walls
holding in liquid love
a hurricane watch
watching over, watching over me

your bed of wheat and honey
golden, sucked me in
kept me stuck
lovestruck
lovedrunk

galoshes stomp
flower field romp
I see your face in the pattern
of the birds on my dress
I see your face in the pattern
of the clouds floating west

romeo, the sun rises east
but it sets, it sets out west
with you, with all the light I give to you
and each morning wake
you return to me

so return to me
return to me
and let the moon never glow again
and let the daylight never end