Win Some

I simply want to sit

somewhere quiet

And listen to birds sing in harmony

And get a chance to embrace you

Before you wipe out all the notes from the weekend

Silent landscape

What is your name?

Where is your voice?

What do you see n the end

Nothing is free

Love is a fool

You try to be cool

But in the end

You win some

We’re turning our heads

In the dark night we start turning bright

Over our heads there’s a thin line

Crossing other lines

I am lucky to have you Josefine sitting next to me

In the kitchen this morning

As the sun strikes it’s pose and meets her messy hair

And kisses our eyes