are quick and excited
the warm blood of life
pumps swiftly through
with a bottle of barrel-aged Sauvignon Blanc in hand
There’re reruns playing on TV
It’s Thursday, nothing exciting about a Thursday, except us.
I kiss you with my sloppy-drunk smile
You kill me with those emerald eyes
I’ve loved you since the moment I saw you,
walking down those stairs at Grand Central Station
The rails were thrumming
and the same ol’ elevator BS was playing’ on the airwaves
Light and sound exited the room
the moment you arrived.
So here we are. Cheers to you & us, God
Close the blinds and let’s celebrate
Let’s howl to the moon.
It’s you and me,
I’m so lucky to be yours!