Daily breeze blows through the bedroom window
Parts through your lips across my neck
I smell your perfume upon your pillow
We say good morning and I love you
Then "coffee?" "Coffee."
The second thought that runs through our heads
I open shades, contracts our pupils
Heavily dilated from the night before
We sip and smile in our sunlight
Love, like a cartoon, so unreal
But relatable in every way
I'm the coyote, you're the runner
You stick around within my grasp
Then encouragingly pull away, forcing me to get better
So when I fall off that cliff
I fall in love all over again.
...daily breeze blows through the bedroom window
Parts through my lips and then runs cold
Your perfume has faded from your pillow
I lay alone and say I love you
The coffee, a memory now burnt and black
I'm the coyote, you're the runner
Who was snatched up by the wolves
So shocking and so sudden
I'll never fall again.
May 24, 2018
May 24, 2018 at 8:34 PM UTC
Daily breeze blows through the bedroom window
Parts through your lips across my neck
I smell your perfume upon your pillow
We say good morning and I love you
Then "coffee?" "Coffee."
The second thought that runs through our heads
I open shades, contracts our pupils
Heavily dilated from the night before
We sip and smile in our sunlight
Love, like a cartoon, so unreal
But relatable in every way
I'm the coyote, you're the runner
You stick around within my grasp
Then encouragingly pull away, forcing me to get better
So when I fall off that cliff
I fall in love all over again.
...daily breeze blows through the bedroom window
Parts through my lips and then runs cold
Your perfume has faded from your pillow
I lay alone and say I love you
The coffee, a memory now burnt and black
I'm the coyote, you're the runner
Who was snatched up by the wolves
So shocking and so sudden
I'll never fall again.
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