come to florida
she says in her birthday card.
come to the sunshine state.
we'll make
love in an orange grove.
we'll drive along the beach
with the top down.
we'll change our names.
we'll
wear white clothes.
we'll become who we really are.
we'll pull silver fish
from the sea.
we'll drink strong drinks
under the moon
of Miami beach.
we'll be each other's lovers,
pals, confidants.
we'll be our own movie stars.
come to florida, she says.
i'm waiting with open
arms.
come to me. come and be free.
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