Days Like This

It's days like this

I remember your kiss

And the sweet beach air

That held us to each near

The warmth of our hands

Exploring new lands

Our bodies together

Shifting the sand

And I remember days like this

It's the bruise on my lip

That only you could inflict

And the laugh as I stand

Contemplating future plans

As you stay in the moment

I build and expand

It's the way that you know

In three languages or so

That I love you

Mi amore

And ma belle 

Equal more

And the length from my lips

To yours is short and sure

Like the waves on the beach

Crashing constantly on shore

That's when I know

There will be more days like this.

Christopher Baird 2011 ©