Love Songs
When we banter on the phone,
there’s much left to uncover,
and how many love songs
have I left in me yet?
When you humour me,
I’m better than myself,
how many love songs
are hovering in the air?
When we pull it together
and get lost in our rooms,
how many love songs
are still waiting to be written?
When I spin in my head
and live in the movies,
the lover at the end of the line
asking me ‘ever so humbly…’
how many love songs
how many love songs.