Home is where I breathe in country songs
Sing whisky hymns
Where happiness is homemade
And the skies are rusty marmalade
Where the lake washes away my sorrows
Like a holy fountain
Hair getting tangled in the muck
But I don't mind
Because the blue water matches your eyes
Home is where cornfields
Cattle
Peeling red barns
Paint the weed choked grounds
Drowning in midwestern rain
Where apple cider
And lemonade
Are the tears
That fill up your old soul
Home is where you held me
Where you laid with me
Next to the worn out road sign
And late night cricket chirps swallowed my thoughts
Where we laughed so innocently
Where I had my childhood love
Where I had my first kiss
I still think of you from time to time
Do you think of me?
YOU ARE READING
kiss me goodnight and tell me i'm pretty
Poesiado you think we'll be in love forever?
