if it was two years
ago, you'd be waking up beside
her.
you would have made
love by now.
you'd be in each
other's arms.
the shades would be up
as the birds
would gather
at the feeder swinging
from the top
of the window.
if it was two years
ago. you'd want to stay
in bed until noon,
talking about breakfast,
about food,
about where
you would walk that day,
through which woods
or along the water.
if it was two years ago,
she would kiss you
before rising to go shower,
she would whisper to you,
I love you. I love
I love you, and you
would say the same.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment