maybe my favorite part
was you grasping my hand in yours,
or
you turning around on the sidewalk
to kiss me.
both caught me by surprise.
no, i think my favorite part
is laughing, with my arm
thrown across your chest
at 530 am.
the world seemed greater in that instant
than i had ever dreamt about.*
safe, warm, and happy.
*-stephen kellogg, "colorado songs we've sung"
2004-10-21 9:21 p.m.
there's still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
there's still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
