Morning

i felt the cold

slip into the moment:

through the windows, down your hall,

up through the floor

into the moment.

i felt the frost in your breath;

hungry and vacant-

it fell and froze upon my flesh.

but i am no stranger to this shade

of your temperament

so lemme try and break the ice

with this statement

i wanna leave with your taste 

in the morning.

walk out that door with your scent.

i wanna leave with your taste

in the morning

taste you till i see you again...

till i see you again.

open up your eyes
once i have gone and without warning
feel that cold slip right back
into that dear moment.
crimson blankets and Eastside sunshine
wont you keep her
warm for just this morning?
baby i am no stranger to this shade
of your temperament
so lemme try and break the ice
with this statement

i wanna leave with your taste
in the morning.
walk out that door with your scent.
i wanna leave with your taste
in the morning
taste you till i see you again...
till i see you again.