I think of what it would be like
to hold you
close.
Throwing on some Stapleton
and a glass of something strong
rocking side to side
with you.
You’ve always had me,
you know?
Those honey-soaked eyes
never looked so good.
I’ve never been much of dancer
but the way you say my name
makes me want to hold you
just like this
and dance these long nights
away.
~lt
