I don't want to
unfold in your arms
until you fold me back
up again,
a map used to get where;
you wanted to go
You wanted to get away
from these playdough memories
sand box, sand castles
and falling in love.
Just run, until
your guidence tells you not to,
Just tell me that you love me!
a flashback? a memory?
Oh, it's raining outside,
I can't wait to get wet.
