Eden

Northern California, 2017

Series pt 2

Roll with me; in fields of milk and honey.

Somewhere, hidden in Eden.

Throw away your worth; become worthy.

Toes tucked and spinning, stay close to me.

More than you know; I love you only.

Mountain grass wrapped in curly hair,

Chase me like a baby bear.

Country roads; we’re far from home.

Although with you, I never feel alone.

More to come, and more to know.

Will we roll down the hills in the coming snow?

Mountains to Valleys, dirty feet and sandy toes.

Your love; has tamed all of my fears.

Flowers grow behind our ears.

Pollinating weeds, I’m sleeping in your beard.

Tucked away in your arms; I could never be harmed,

With you this world of chaos, is charmed.

Honeydew and Whiskey mules

They all say I’m a fool; but you’re just too cool

For me to care, my skin is bare.

This kind of love, they call rare.

Freckles down your spine; your fingers in mine.

Picnic blankets and rolling hills, 

If love is a drug, God damn–what a pill.

Daisies kiss mosquito bites,

To taste this love; flying high as a kite

And we’ll stay there, high up above

That small town we love; called home.

Hot air balloon; town says we’re doomed.

And we won’t be coming down anytime soon.