Falling

miss you. photo by me in japan

falling for you

___was like
being up at dawn
until the clocks candles hiss of warmth
were the only drones in the city

___was like
muscle on supple
callous on slender
practiced fingers prim and
so pristine
so careful

___was like
glasses on the shirt pocket
flick the light switch
i don’t mind you staying

___was like
come over keep me up
lets cook eat
lets watch laugh talk