I can hear you going to the washroom
Then you will walk down the stairs
Then come and sit on the couch with me
Try to lock eyes in a stair
You might come in for a hug
To rest your chin on my shoulder there
And breath in from the pocket of air
Between my shoulder and hair
And I’ll say I love you
And you’ll say I love you too
And we’ll breath
Underneath
Each others’ sheath
Of hair and noses
My pocketful of cozies
I love you
