Between the hydrant and the house fire,
above the gardens and cement,
we seed the fight we call a draw,
and lean ourselves against the fence.
Lovin' is easy,
lovin'
is easy,
in a car to the coast,
but tremors come quickly to level the streets,
and us with the end of the world at our feet.
We lie in a twin bed like two small sardines,
and I whisper all of my feverish thoughts,
then you double over and kiss me with ease,
and we float on like cosmonauts.
Lovin'
is easy,
lovin' is easy, on your way to the earth,
comets come softly to fracture
the veil,
and us with the end of the world at our tail.
Six months together and three
months apart, our cell phones like two cups,
a string and two hearts,
our voices are shaking,
and we muddle the words,
I listen outside for the birds.
Lovin' is easy,
lovin' is easy, on the porches in June,
but winter comes quickly to cover
the green,
and us with the end of the world at our feet.
In the fortresses of solitude,
I call to you from depths unmind,
you hold me and we get
in line to drink another day like wine.
You hold me and we get in line to drink another day like wine.