U Don’t Have To Call. We’re Too Busy Without Signal, Unless it’s a Text from Home or a Snap from Him. Rolling Around. Silk Sheets, in Our Quaint Catskills Cabin. We Use the Local Paper as Coasters, Crisp Bacon, and Bake Eggs. It’s Breakfast in Cropped Sweaters and Denim, as We Read Last Night’s Drunk Text(s) by the Fire. My Hair Is Tied Up In Knots, And I'm Ready For Adventure. One Too Many Hot Toddy’s, If There’s Even Such a Thing, as Too Much or Too Many. Here, We Can Have It All. We Disco Nap Between Roasting Marshmallow’s and Say Nothing. Because For Once, We're A Little Too Busy, Enjoying The View.
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