Two Bleached Blonds (by James Leland Ludeau III from Lafayette,LA)

two bleached blonds running away
grab the peroxide and steal away
can't even have darkness on our heads
as we make our way
together
the sinking sun casts its dim light
like an angel you appeared
with your blue/green eyes
like the Mediterranean sea
i just want to jump in
even if i can't swim
which i can
but i'd rather just float
not rushing time
don't want this perfect moment to evaporate into memory
want to live it
squeeze what i can out of it
the sound of your voice
the touch of your hand
you don't know how beautiful you are

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