Root beer and wine at the store
Movies and ice-creams
At home we turn the heat to
“The Comfort Zone”
Play Scrabble in bed, with cats under covers
Who lay sleeping, twisted,
Clawing, dreaming
Silly arguments are shattered by
knowing looks, laughs
You sing to the radio when I drive you home
And tell me of your day
To put it to sleep
Later, we try to reclaim hours stolen
by corporations, driving, buses
And wake up still in love
For NEM
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment