Sunday, I’m in Love

Woke up slow, silent in my eyes. Coffee steam and our open skies. No rush, just your hands in mine. We're adrift alike in the hands of time. Whispers float on the cotton breeze. Your love and the world they find a peace. No need for words, it's understood. You turn my silence to something good. This place, Found Home. You and I in the in between. Our what's have been and our what's to come. Right now we are the only ones. Whispers float on the cotton breeze. Your love and the world they find a peace. No need for words, it's understood. You turn my silence to something good.