lip balm sun song
building a home with someone
her lips will be warm and nice
from the pear lip balm sun song that
will bake on in the heat of the day.
we'll work hard side by side then
come home to the moon hung high
and I'll want to sip her gasp like
fine wine, palm to palm, soul to soul
for I see our life when I look in her eyes,
hear it when she calls my name to
come
near,
feel it as she lays her head on me
as we sway to R&B by the sink,
suds long gone, and know it as coin
runs dry even as we work all day
to have more time like this, to have
that life that is ours, that it is love
that is the warm buoy that will see
us home
About the Creator
R.C. Taylor
Part-time daydreamer. Full-time dork.
Follow along for stories about a little bit of everything (i.e. adventure, nostalgia, and other affairs of the heart, and anything else I want to honor and hold space for).
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Comments (5)
Beautifully articulated, Though struck me as so sad that we do spend so much time work just to create a space for these moments of bliss. The world's got it wrong somewhere x 🤍
Oh, well done! This is immersive and just lovely. "from the pear lip balm sun song that will bake on in the heat of the day." That baking metaphor is so beautiful. 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻
Short and oh so sweet, so full of atmosphere and hope. Well written.
gorgeous work! So romantic & intimately Beautiful!
“I'll want to sip her gasp“ 😍 love that!!