Promise to give me
the mornings, where we’ll
lie together in bed half-naked,
braided into each other’s arms,
and watch the dawn break across
the sky, the light colours and sun
shining in all their charm.

Promise to give me
the nights, where we’ll take
strolls at 3AM while the world
is entirely asleep. Where we’ll
find a grassy hill, tall enough that
it may almost touch the stars,
sharing secrets and stories as we
scoop them into mason jars.
I Want To Have These Mornings and Nights With You Soon (k.m.)