Take it all back.
Life is boring, except for
flowers, sunshine,
your perfect legs.
A glass of cold water
when you are really thirsty.
The way bodies fit together.
Fresh and young and sweet.
Coffee in the morning.
These are just moments.
I struggle with the in-betweens.
I just never want to stop loving
like there is nothing else to do,
because what else is there to do?