My favorite mornings are the onesContinue reading “my favorite mornings”
where I wake up, sip my coffee and hum
Nina Simone's ‘It's a New Day’ to myself
because I am feeling good,
lucky to still be here
grateful for another chance
to make a difference
idk where the day will take me
but I’m curious enough
to travel to the outer limits
before I’m forced to reel myself back in,
for actions have consequences
and there is a too far to go, you know
by the time midnight strikes
I may be a little battered, buzzed,
ready to regret a choice
I'm about to make
but for fucks sake…
He feels good.
The worst thing I can hear are those three words many hold so dear,Continue reading “the worst thing I can hear”
Oh they’ll wait, forever and a day, to hear them at least once in their life
but not me
those three words just mean goodbye.
It’s my last memory of you,
the last words I heard before you disappeared
and I had to accept we were through.
and that’s how I came to dread the phrase
‘I love you’.
first song I played after hearing the news that the election was called yesterday.
Hallelujah! You want it darker
so do I, but first
Dance me to the end of love
and cover me at Closing Time
in a Thousand Kisses Deep.