Cup

i should read more poetry
and i should read more novels
and if i did would you believe
i was aristotle?
i’m platonic for you
cause i was start to smarten up
and pour my thoughts into a cup
and just to feel you make a sound
i would start to drink it down
but i don’t read too much
it took me by surprise
the first time i could realize
that if i dripped one more drop
instantly my heart would stop
all i wanna do it call
hear you laugh, now baby that’s all
cozy up and watch tv
maybe if i’m lucky, a cup of tea
i know it’s against the rules
calling you would be too cruel
if you’re the jester then i’m the fool
baby i’ll see you when we’re done with school
and seven years from saturday
we’ll have lunch down at the frisco bay
maybe we’ll get married and maybe we’ll not
but it doesn’t really matter cause we gave it a shot
we’ll have beautiful kids with messy bibs
you can be the bread winner, i’ll bread the ribs
everyone will be happy
i, for one, will be happy
sweetness
on the tip of your lips
i wish i could taste it
right now
i should read more poetry
i should read more novels
to fix my heart