I don't just want tomorrow
And I don't want a couple hours away
I don't want years that fly by
Or days that don't
Or seconds that won't
I want the smell of second hand smoke
and coffee
to swim amongst sun lit mornings
I want to taste the evening on your lips
And lay
Skin to skin
Until midnight passes with each exhale
Towards the tide and away from the unwillingness of a winters dawn
Rolling amongst the purring mist of late nights
and early mornings
To sleep atop the tongue of spring
and give in into the scent
of summers seduction
You are tomorrow
And you are a couple hours away
The years that fly by
Or days that don't
Or seconds that won't
I want you
An entirety
Of your eternity.
Nov 5, 2012
Nov 5, 2012 at 7:56 PM UTC
I don't just want tomorrow
And I don't want a couple hours away
I don't want years that fly by
Or days that don't
Or seconds that won't
I want the smell of second hand smoke
and coffee
to swim amongst sun lit mornings
I want to taste the evening on your lips
And lay
Skin to skin
Until midnight passes with each exhale
Towards the tide and away from the unwillingness of a winters dawn
Rolling amongst the purring mist of late nights
and early mornings
To sleep atop the tongue of spring
and give in into the scent
of summers seduction
You are tomorrow
And you are a couple hours away
The years that fly by
Or days that don't
Or seconds that won't
I want you
An entirety
Of your eternity.