(In my opinion my best)
Enjoy:)
Your sholder is like rain on a Sunday afternoon
All too familiar and welcoming
But Like it's meant to happen
Us, more home nostalgia filling into my pockets, jeans frayed, autum
You
More pockets hands walking tall, all wrapped in blankets with tough hands from pavement scraping long accidents
The black grease under your finger tips like my skin, but still with you
I'm still....with you
You ask me
Do you love me?
I love u
Like Romeo loved accidentally dying for the sake of it, you've got my lips tripping over my chin, hand afraid to speak my knees weak with butterflies licking my intestines
So yes
I love...u
With every leave dropped liked rounding the lips of black Tupelo trees
Every wind chimes caught brisk on wind ringing afternoons
Meatballs paper plates and napkins that know there place but refuse to stay
I love u
Like I refuse to stay
But..... I love u
