weave your soul
into my private eyes
give me that coffee biting look
that tells me you've been dreaming
of bathroom salts
i've lost so much time
being so abrupt
my counterpart
(whoever you may be these days)
mint and flex my words
to honor how you want to feel
on any given day
for any given need
let me be the reason
you forget the lights on at night
the reason you fall asleep on the couch
and smoke out of back doors
in high towns
i'll re-organize my summer clothes
and stare out winter windows
waiting on a birth
neither you or i deserve