I don’t need a better day
I need better fingers
to twist it and turn the smoke into art
I need to push the bitter out of my mouth.
I don’t need a better day
I need a better mind
I need a safe view where I don’t have to duck the bullets
where I can see the whole sky full of nothing I’m missing.
I don’t need a better hand
I need a better head
to hold you like you want
to make everything I’ve broken
whole again.
I don’t need a different way to love you
I need to wrap it around the words I say
like forever isn’t quite half the time I want here.
Half Of Forever
A nice time frame. Strong writing this. You, Maya, it's you - slc