I had never envied
the water from the shower-head
that gets to cascade down
and touch every piece
of your frame
I didn't long to be
the sheets that get to
feel your breath slow
as you drift to sleep
I never saw the use
for a photographic memory
until I watched you
from the kitchen table
the sun shining through
my oversized t-shirt
your silhouette
perfectly outlined
as you sipped your tea
I swore that I wanted
to be that teacup
nestled softly in your hands
and against your lips
Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 1:32 AM UTC
I had never envied
the water from the shower-head
that gets to cascade down
and touch every piece
of your frame
I didn't long to be
the sheets that get to
feel your breath slow
as you drift to sleep
I never saw the use
for a photographic memory
until I watched you
from the kitchen table
the sun shining through
my oversized t-shirt
your silhouette
perfectly outlined
as you sipped your tea
I swore that I wanted
to be that teacup
nestled softly in your hands
and against your lips
