we forget everything but each other
smoke signals yelling, "GET A ROOM!"
startled
we throw our heads back and laugh
because we burnt the bacon
again
again
every Saturday we burn the bacon
forcing us to open the windows and share the fire we started
with the world
oh, consciousness
i do not wish to join thee
i am tucked into this dream that smells like the man i love
the scent of the man who knew
with his entire soul
he found a good thing when he found me...
WAKE UP!
right on time the alarm clock blares
a smile unauthorized opens my eyes
'cause in this haze of wakefulness
i realize it's Saturday morning
and every Saturday morning
i awaken to bacon
the aroma sticking to my dreams
and turn to greet your empty pillow without fear
because you vowed to never leave
and i believe you
'til death do us part you'll be here
present
available
and cooking up the sweetest vision for each day
you greet me with a kiss as savory as your grits
consistency whispering, "good morning, my love."
i cling to your Blackness in an attempt catch my breath
but that never works
but that never works
you're so
damn
beautiful
and i'm so grateful you were made for me to love so fiercely
and i'm so grateful you were made for me to love so fiercely
i don't want to let go and you never make me
instead you embrace me
because you don't want to let go either
so we just stand here transferring energy in this kitchen
its power intoxicating
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