I want to be anywhere with anyone

Well not anyone, that's

not what i meant, i

just mean an anyone that

will fit this impossibly uniquely

shaped hole in my chest, the

one i stay up late over, worrying that

maybe there really isn't anyone

out there at all to fit it.

not anyone, just the right anyone

who can turn anywhere into home.

Well not anywhere, maybe right

here in this room with the little

christmas tree and me. the lonely

glenn miller records playing and

drifting up to me seductively, tugging

at my arms until i find someone to

slow dance into eternity with. or maybe

at two cafe chairs breathing into two warm

cups of coffee with our knees pressed

against a rainy window. in a library, the

furthest aisle of books where it will

feel like we are the only ones that exist

between the stories. in a sweaty, crowded

bar or club where the music is so loud

and the drinks so hard that you can

shout I LOVE YOU and i will never

hear and you will feel safe and brave

all at once. on the roof of a car

looking up at the starry night like a blanket

of blackness wrapped around us, with

little sparkling holes to breathe through.

but

i suppose anywhere would do, with the

right you.

much longer, and

i suppose anyone would do, in the

right place?