Saturday, October 11, 2014

We're Far Too Young

You fill my thoughts:

On sober nights,

On buzzed nights,

When I’m thinking clearly,

When I wake up early,

And my voice is sleepy,

And my vision is groggy.

You could be mine:

On tired nights,

On happy nights,

When you’re feeling low,

When you need to take it slow,

And your lips need kissed,

And your eyes are closed.