Friday, March 23, 2007

Impromptu.

And we want to run away together,
to a place where no one will bother us silly with all their stupidtalk.
Where nothing else matters but the time spent together.
Let's elope, on impulse;
no one has to know.

Like that night we made a spontaneous decision to go to Chinatown - no one has to know.

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