Poem 71

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"Marry me.
Let's spend our week night eating cereal on the floor
When there is a perfectly fine table behind us. We can go out
To the movies and sit in the back
Row just to make out like
Kids falling in love for the first time.

Marry me.
We'll paint the rooms of our house
And get more paint on us
Than the walls. We can hold hands and go to parties we end up ditching to drink wine out of the bottle in the bathtub.

Marry me.
And slow dance with me in our bedroom with an unmade bed and candles on the night stand.
Let me love you forever.

Marry me."

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