Listening to the soft hues
Of The Marias in my head
Wishing you’d come back with me to our bed
Holding onto the moments with you instead
Forging a new love again and again and again
Maybe you and I
Crossed my mind
Maybe we can lie
Under blue lights
Maybe you and I
Can be intertwined
Maybe we get high
Fuck, under rain soaked nights
And by the end
music softly plays
Smoke fills the space
A trumpet sighs
Underneath blue lights.
Love driven eyes
Spanish lullabies
Fan blowing over soft skin
A soft glow on the breast
A haze fills within
And our heads rest.
Leanna 