I always want you and I
to get drunk on each other
Not get drunk just to be
I want our smiles to be freely given,
not pulled out like a rotten tooth
and spit on the floor
Let’s hold each other tight, but
not so much the air cant get in
Let’s love without fear that the other one is not going to up and disappear
In a moment when the “perfection” is gone.
Let us let know each other at the most
Inappropriate times and to
have the courage to ask for a hug at
3 o’clock when our world has gone awry.
Let’s pull that Apple cart together and not care when an apple or two falls out when a bump in the road comes a calling.
Let’s just be that love we first sought, let’s just see that same look in both our eyes never reading more or less.
By Philip Wardlow 2018