if wishes could replace my tins of sardines
I'd be swimming so fast to you overseas
if lucky meant winning on spun lotto balls
I'd buy us an island but no shopping malls
if dreams could convey that doubts stay away
I'd hope for a plane ride and more than okay
if valuables stayed safe when carried on my back
I’d chose your soft naked as the only ting I’d pack
if depressions cut through valleys to pave waves for sun
we’d slide on down that mountain and radiate in free run
if time, my love, for us would hitch on hike to bring advance
we'd glide into infinity in sensuous, slow long dance.
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