On the hood of a jeep
My mind is convinced it’s the car of love
Like a night of Christmas
Where the world is our tree
We’ll pretend the city lights in the distance are the Christmas lights
O silent night
And we’ll sing it too
No matter the time of year
Then we’ll name the stars
I never learned the constellations
We’ll give them random names
Names from all our bad days
Let the universe have them
yes yes yes.
I’m now curious
i want the remaining love poems
They’re all up, you are welcome