Sunbrella

It’s gone back; you look good under a sunbrella
And its sucking at your cheeks I’m kinda
Jealous but it just wants your freckles I’ll let it
Kiss you, if you promise to come back when
My fingers graze your arms, I won’t shiver and quit
Now we carry what we’ve lost in our fists
Warm on our memories, digits dancing down your wrist
When the time’s right I’ll nudge you to drop when
I want to travel down the path that the sun takes
I want to dine with all things unhealthy and
Drop my possessions, become one with the sunbridge
Forget my first name and pretend I am dying
When we don’t kiss anymore, and make sure that our pasts
Make us laugh and look back to let the red
Fly out our cheeks we’ll squeeze the easy from our hands
Waving goodbye to old, even lost friends
Who’ve gone back; you look good under a sunbrella
And its sucking at your cheeks I’m kinda
Jealous but it just wants your freckles I’ll let it
Kiss you, if you promise to come back when