kiss me like we're strangers

when this ends

she says. let's get married
and move
away from it all.

buy a farm house out
in the middle
of nowhere,

have goats and chickens
a cow.
a horse.

a field full of wild berries.

let's get away from it all.
sure
I tell her, rolling over
to look

into her magical eyes.

why not? but first come here
and kiss me

like we're strangers.