Oil & Water

POEM 1: 

Lay with me through Summer's last breath

under the canopies of bronzing foliage.

In a tent by the fireside, you and I share

whiskey kisses at Autumn's appearance.

Be still my racing heart, for it has found

heaven on the tip of your tongue and

longs to bask in this feeling a bit longer.

I never tire of thinking about you

or having your soul tied to mine,

as you are the same in every season.

Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter,

you are perfect for me.

POEM 2:

We take the plunge and

dive into this headfirst.

There is nothing caging

these feelings anymore.

You have undressed me,

left me naked out here

skinny dipping with you.

POEM 1: 

Lay with me through Summer's last breath

under the canopies of bronzing foliage.

In a tent by the fireside, you and I share

whiskey kisses at Autumn's appearance.

Be still my racing heart, for it has found

heaven on the tip of your tongue and

longs to bask in this feeling a bit longer.

I never tire of thinking about you

or having your soul tied to mine,

as you are the same in every season.

Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter,

you are perfect for me.

POEM 2:

We take the plunge and

dive into this headfirst.

There is nothing caging

these feelings anymore.

You have undressed me,

left me naked out here

skinny dipping with you.

POEM 1: 

Lay with me through Summer's last breath

under the canopies of bronzing foliage.

In a tent by the fireside, you and I share

whiskey kisses at Autumn's appearance.

Be still my racing heart, for it has found

heaven on the tip of your tongue and

longs to bask in this feeling a bit longer.

I never tire of thinking about you

or having your soul tied to mine,

as you are the same in every season.

Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter,

you are perfect for me.

POEM 2:

We take the plunge and

dive into this headfirst.

There is nothing caging

these feelings anymore.

You have undressed me,

left me naked out here

skinny dipping with you.