A glass of red wine You always give me your seat We drank it up The cute business woman next to us Who spoke English so articulately to us And then a fluid, quick Spanish to the bartender Said with charm and cleverness: "Get a to go cup!"
We ate so, so very well And held hands in the sun You are the first to take me all in Your fingers fearlessly interlocked with mine I'm not sure what I did to make you love me so well But the mornings where we wake up Before the sun We coo and we cuddle Those are my favorite.
Every morning we rose In the California sunshine I felt like I had so very much to live for And the majority of the time Was such a good version of myself We act like kitty cats Goblins Lovers impassioned And speak and mirror Kiss and make love I get jealous I always have As I pose among the sheets fully **** And you were so joyful That I had returned, To you.
Two different places to stay You, you like adventure I have always wrangled and ripped my neck around Like I was a wild large fish Stuck in the throat with a fisherman's hook They pulled me up and held me Posed with my fins Like I was the perfect temporary prize Some threw me back into the sea Some pinches and wounds from the steel And some, well They carved me up And ate me later for lunch.
We communicate As if always dancing and prancing On the same page You wine and dine Like I've always dreamed And my favorite thing Is how your mood brightens The moments after you have wet your lips With fluids from glasses Or in between my thighs.
Its the little things And the ultra extravagant things Like how you sat on the edge of the tub As I sank down into the water My scales revealed and open But you don't lure me in with morsels Or weld me into a taxidermy on your wall But we (I say we now) But my absolute favorite Is when you express what we like or do To others And I can hear my individuality And our togetherness Your individuality And our togetherness In every vocal sound That formulates On your crisp pointed lips.
And we plotted out the rest of our night As you sat on the edge of the tub My favorite would be How you bring me coffee the mornings we are both around Or how we always bounce back Once my little eyes are open And you love it how I squint when I laugh And all last night you would look over so dotingly And whisper As if the whole room could hear your passion But were too numb to listen: "I love you."
I love seeing the expressions in your eyes Your lips Or your pointed bald eagle nose