But I could get used to
your fingertips touching mine
reaching across the table
like the cheesy movies do
Wrap my hair around them
shape every coil, every twirl
pick up a bottle on the way
make dinner for two
Dust off the red suspender
light up the jasmine candle
watch it flicker to the gentle
beat of your chest, surrender
Grapes and tea in the morning
no sugar or honey needed
‘cause when I taste it off your lips
it’ll be already sweetened
A feeling long forgotten,
what’s it like to renew?
when my walls know I
can’t do that with anyone
but with you I would.
