This Love Is…

I wake up to the view of a sleepy city,
Morning skies of pink and purple.
Snow is blue, and orange lights are pretty.
I taste the air of waking up with you…

Like cinnamon on coffee, cream, and sugar
Too hot to swallow but I won’t spit you out.
Burn my tongue on my new favorite flavor.
Love is pain and sweet, without a doubt.

Wide awake, I hear the sound of Tuesday.
Morning skies give way to the midday sun.
City loud, like a hammer on a railway.
I taste you in the booming and the hum.

Like Green tea, milk and honey stirred so tender…
Too hot to swallow, but I won’t spit you out.
Burn my tongue on my new favorite flavor.
Love is pain and sweet, without a doubt.

Hermana

You’ve got a secret smile
While I’ve got a secret mind.
You’re steady as a tree
And I crash just like the sea.
Through storms and brighter days,
And our ever-changing ways.
In every step of the way, I find
I’ve got all of you.

From milk to whiskey sour,
Bedtime and happy hour…
From crayons to tattoos…
We grew up out of the blue.
Through stresses and progresses
And different town addresses…
In every step of the way, I find
I’ve got all of you.

I know the laugh to cling to,
When feeling sad and blue.
The sense you talk me into,
When I’m a rusty screw.
When leaning heavy over,
I know I’ve got your shoulders too.
In every step of the way, I find
I’ve got all of you.