Let the sunlight illuminate
Coffee slick liquored lips
Tongue wags and jubilates
A sermon follows every sip

I'll let the sunlight pour through
Maybe my eyes will turn brown too
What are they but reflections
Caused by the sun, caused by you.

You're swimming in my thoughts
In my heart too
Next thing I know it's a lake of lava
And suddenly I need a Zantac

And soon I'll forget the color of your eyes
and you'll forget mine.

Isn't it funny
How we become so attached to people
Only to detach months if not years later?

Isn't it funny
How the ones we let our guard down for,
Are the ones that make us build our walls higher then before?

Isn't it funny
How we fall in love
And either remain lovers



Or become

Permanent
*strangers.