not quite nameless.

sweetly smiling sweetheart
crooked teeth and starry eyes
You know, you could mean the world to me.
Maybe we'll make a history
of our own. But I cant read the future
and only time will tell.
In the mean time,
we could make some memories.
All these people here tonight are
not quite as worthwhile as you.
So, let's paint our faces and
share some secrets.
Hidden galaxies.
Stand on the back porch and
watch the lightening light up
the night sky, talking
in slow sentences of
nothing and everything,
all at once.