so I want to lean in and
keep moving in to breathe you in
to catch it through contagion as you speak
and breathe on me
as your dreams all spill out
over laughter and meals and your green ideals
though I know I can’t stay
but maybe just for today I’ll pretend so
I can spend this hour
letting you get under my skin
you should know this may hurt
but I need you to bleed
a little hope onto me and a little carefree
a little reckless spontaneity
just a drop or two of what I used to be before
this compulsory vaccine called life
got to me
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