Won’t you come with me?
I’ll pack my suitcase and be at your house by five.
We can go anywhere you want, really, as long as we’re going.
We could go to Paris, maybe.
I’ve heard it’s beautiful there.
I know your heart is in Peru,
so why don’t we stop there first.
And maybe we can
take a look at Egypt
while we’re at it.
My heart is pinned to you like a thumbtack to a cork board.
I can’t travel without my heart, Love.
Come with me.
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