I want to take you 

to my bodega for

baconeggandcheese 

pressed thin and hot 

you won’t want another thing

 

we’ll ride to Orchard Beach 

feeling good on the bike trail 

we’ll have mushroom iced tea 

start feeling things sail  

 

tanning on the beach 

unbothered we’ll stay until 

we’re as brown as 

my dark body hair 

 

we’ll go back to my place 

play my guitars 

we’ll order a pizza 

that’s not so far out 

 

making memories 

feeling the moment 

not wanting anything else 

fucking my sense of place