Logolepsy

Pulchritudinous

Let's make beautiful days.
Let's frame these memories
so I can remember us past parting ways.
Let's mirror each other smiles under blossoming trees in the midst of spring, since seasons change as well as your favorite did.
Let's make the framework of our latest mutual poems out of the honeysuckle, and the marigold, and the daylilies, and the daffodils.
You out of anyone would know our music gingerly holds deep equanimity like porcelain and dishes out composure on gold plates.
Let's buy overpriced coffee and make forests futuristically nostalgic.
Let this be the beginning of the rest of our lives and we can make it worth our contemporary tribulation.....
and I always and forever will wish I could erase the reformatory in your head, but I know it's just not that simple.
All I can do is sit with you, even in darkness, because hopefully one of us can reach up and turn on the lights.
Until then, let's make beautiful days.