In Simplistic Terms
I want the Bay Area again. I want black coffee And your arms around me. I want us drunk on dark beer Or red wine and fresh bread…
I want the Bay Area again. I want black coffee And your arms around me. I want us drunk on dark beer Or red wine and fresh bread…
This year, I want to give you The gift of more time. I want your arms around me As we gaze at the sea…
Our love is not ballads And love notes and sonnets: Our love is what we choose every morningWhen you kiss my forehead before work. Our love is an endless array of dinners I make for you, waiting for you to come homeFrom work. Or the meals we make together. We indulge in this lovely Domesticity with each other. Feeding each other, body, […]