sunday morningA Poem by Dulcieyou’re scared of the future cause you don’t know what you wanna do, but you do know what you want you do you wanna wake up in a house on a sunday morning and the window is open there’s a breeze coming in and the sun is up and you can hear the boats on the water and you slept three hours longer than you wanted to but she let you cause “you deserve it” and you can hear her in the kitchen bare feet on the wood floors making you coffee humming washing your favorite cup see you know exactly what you want it’s her and that scares you more than not knowing what you want at all. © 2015 Dulcie |
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Added on October 15, 2015 Last Updated on October 15, 2015 |