a morning cup of coffee and records in the evening
goosebumps on your arm, soft skin and whispering
is this what it’s like to be in love?
across the room, your eyes are bright
what are you thinking? are you thinking of me?
hold my hand in the street, in your bedroom and downtown
look at me kindly, sweetly
mention my name in your artwork
a freckle on the skin
the colors in your room
we spent the first snow together
laying on the carpeting, singing softly
movies and photographs, books and fairy lights
glow stars on the ceiling
everything fits together, you and me