I bare my windowed self untamed and untrained

Dreams that hardly touch our complexions truest faults

If room enough for both my drowsy spirit shall fall

Bold waves tumble to the season of my heart

Where you have offended my faith and my trust

Until all is lost into the beauty of the day



But there's something in the way you laugh

That makes me feel like a child

Aspects of life they confuse me

You and your thesis amuse me



After and afternoon with you

And your rich brown eyes

Your lips and dark hair

Elbows and exposed knees tossing toward the ceiling

After an afternoon



Face to palm

Tear to tear

Mouth to tongue

Heart to ground

I am in love