I wish I could write you postcards.
Paint ones that had a bird
With a funny circular head
And a yellow sun in the background.
Write I Love You on the back
Without further explanation.
Walk down on a Monday morning
And cook you breakfast.
I wish I could write you postcards.

Love wrought and paper worn,
Honest ink, this black one is.
I bought her off the tiny paper mart
Just for your postcards.
I wish I could write you postcards.