I love your mouth
How golden brown it looks
How sunlight inspires it to move

I think you've inspired me to believe in something as cryptic as love
Love without complication
Love that accepts my limitations
As little tiny grains of sand
That makes me your girl to love
Your best friend
To visit
Without hesitation.

The kind of life
Where one set of phones
Are left baking in the car
And two sets of feet
Are being lifted in the air
Swinging with the cling of the hammock
Laughing as he moves us
With his diligent set of hands
And his ability to make this easy

Because from my observation

This was never supposed to be easy
The getting along forever
And staying together
I was always supposed to be restless and complicated and confused
To what made me soar
But it's so easy

To watch the golden brownness of your mouth
Move
Like you're swallowing the clouds
Like each sigh you muster
Has become the wind
On a hammock
That has turned to sunlight