I wish upon interwoven fingers

For more time
More breathes of the same air
For more long nights fading to morning
No early beds and rises
More theatre seats without armrests
and more smoothies left unfinished
No half-assed lunches at work
More five hour flights and three days
No lonely driving on solemn backroads
And more listening to insects
and more British accents in container stores
No crying to sleep to melancholy tunes
More bookstore dating advice
and more rabbit trips to find an open Borders.
More sofa reading nights
and more beckoning me to you
And more time together.


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