Getting lost in the deep blue
we simply forget everything else
this is our fantasy, our escape
but there is life outside these four walls
Our wants extend us to stay a little longer
we’ve been waiting for this day
it’s too soon to walk away
I’d rather have my time
with your body next to mine
I’d rather have my time
getting to know each piece of you,
my partner in crime
This poem, along with others, can be found in my book Coffee Shop Sessions II: Moving Mountains One by One
