Lay a little longer this morning
There's a robust scent of melon to you this morning
So ripe with sweet juices, along with a few seeds so that I don't take your fruit for granted
How could I when you drip like you do?
Birds outside the window chirping ideas & demands at us as if we were on TRL
They know I'll do whatever it takes to get you out of your skin & have you collaborate with them in making enduring moving melodies
Let me suck on you a little longer this morning
Till your moist sugar dries in unison with the dew on the window pane
