You’re there. I’m here.

Strawberry preserves

Noticing the self-defeating habit. To keep preserving me as I was. Sometimes sweet. Or not. Organic matter falls apart eventually. Strawberry preserves, he says. Sends along a song with the thought.

She sleeps with the moonlight under her head
With the clouds to keep her warm
Far from the noise of the world below
She comes to me in my dreams
Like a love song
And I awake only to hear her go

Somewhere along the way
I lost the melody
But I don’t want the birds to sing it to me

Chorus:
‘Cause I love to hate the feeling
Don’t want to deal with the morning after
What can I say to keep it down
What can I say to keep your love around me

She walks with me on pillows and stone
Ever so lightly
I pray to hear what she’ll say
She turns to me with a face all a glow
But, it’s overwhelming
And I awake to a brand new day

Somewhere along the way
I lost all of my hope
But I don’t want the brand new day
To bring it to my window

Chorus:
‘Cause I love to hate the feeling
Don’t want to deal with the morning after
What can I say to keep it down
What can I say to keep your love around me

xoxo,

Natanya

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