With You


Most choke and can't even speak in their native octave

But I, I can talk to you

Truthfully

As everything I am

With everything I want to say

Pouring out of my mouth casually

And you always seem so eager to listen

To respond

And with kindness

No sarcastic meanness like I'm used to

But honest sweetness

How amazing is that?

How often does that actually happen with me?

I can't help but anticipate the next time we cross paths

For even if we don't talk

We at least see each other