The sun is in my eyes
It's 9 a.m. and you're asleep
Sweet like orange juice in my mouth
It tickles my tongue
I hold my breath...
I don't want to stir you.
You're such a vision to these tired eyes.
The words you speak capture me
They're sweet like orange juice
Nourishing me to my core.
How lovely in their entirety.
I love you
I need you
Like orange juice for my heart and soul.
Author notes
Brandon.
Written November 13th, 2006

