Tag: late-nite-milkncookies

for you, written with deep love

late-nite-milkncookies:

In a dusty studio, under pale lights

Hands busily crafting away

Imagination as untamed as wildfire

every home has a hearth,

around the stove warm and inviting,

aromas and love pour into playful mugs

and meals are shared without hesitation

giggles of delight and whispers cross your painted lips

eyes sparkling with childlike curiosity and plans

you and i partake of that which we are not supposed to

and we share that secret of corked bottles and smokey rooms

a toast, to those who love us and support us,

who build us up from the ashes

and who tear us down when we allow our rambunctious desires to play without supervision

a hit, for those moments we realize there truly are things out of our control

and the best we can do is savor the present whole heartedly

@mousenibbles

(Look at the beautiful thing my Best Friend wrote me)

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I. Sunflowers

Your favorite flowers follow the sun,
and you’re lost following yourself
Uphill, downtown past little aqua houses

Little studio apartments,
At dawn warm bodies, hot coffee,
red bridges over cold bays, and housekeys on a lanyard

II. Meet me where the train tracks end

We’ll have sweet red wine while the nights are still warm
One star overhead and grass wet under our feet,
cigarettes rolled with rainbow pastel powdered fingers
throwing up heady clouds of exactly what we’re not allowed to smoke

Sharing blood and bruises between the two of us
like black liner, blue shadow, and red lipstick
Tequila mockingbirds with sketchbooks in our bags
and knives in our boots