Arcadia.

I could run away with you, we
Could make our own life
Carved out of granite and chalk
Not castles in the sky
Just street shoes and urban slack
Towering blue skies and rivers
Drenched in gold

We could watch sunsets unfold over our heads
Enjoy them without needing words
Black pines against a black sky
Along the river

It's not the time of year for shadows
That feel like pill junkies scraping nails
Over cut glass
This is warm and understanding,
Still ascending, still bright
As though swimming all day squinting
At glinted summer light and ending
With the sun bending back west
Make our best evening smiles
Soaked in hot water and
Endless time

I could run away inside of you
We could make something lovely together
Delightful and alluring
Where walls stand white we could paint them yellow
Round off the world's square corners
Where sadness lives we could lift its heart
With the music of angels.