we will conquer the world

the phantom image of late june flickers in the light,

like a broken neon sign advertising midnight tacos.

you are my life, my love, my laugh

together we will conquer the world,

one inside joke and text message at a time.

strawberries are sickly sweet and

chocolate melts on my tongue.

ice lollies sticky on my fingers.

it is all bearable because of you.