Someday the world will know our names
in ways you've never imagined and your story
will be written on me the way my portrait has
been painted atop of your perfect chest in
magenta lipstick. There will come a day
when you are just as important as
Jackson Pollack or Micheal Jackson.
(In your own line of work that is.)
I promise you my ghost will leave you alone
just as soon as you remember to call when you
say you will. Because really I've never met
anyone who makes a better you than you ,
so that means that by default the next century
cannot possibly pass without all the world
saying your name at least once in their lifetimes
as they honor your greatest work of all time
(me)
the way they've already done with mine
(you). P.S. I am leaving tonight
and I will see you as soon
as humanly possible -
so long as you're still
up for leading my way.
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