Vapour

Softly

We’ll easy in the night

“Baby”

A substitution for names

Hold me

Those words drip like honey from your lips

We had us

Holding each other

Crinkled off shoulder

Chasing the heat in the winter

Physique, under

Under the sheets

Toes in the open

Vapour in the making

Oh gosh, the fields smell of flowers

Dancing on a green little bed of clovers

And as our layers permeate,

On the contrary, it was entirely emotional

As words interchange, I could feel the weight of all of this

We had us

Holding each other

Crinkled off shoulder

Chasing the heat in the winter

Physique, under

Under the sheets

Toes in the open

Vapour in the making

Vapour in the making

Vapour in the making

Vapour in the making

(under the sheets, toes in the open)