If I Didn’t Know Better

If I didn’t know better, I’d capture the stars for you
Illuminate every inch of mischief you keep buried

The whisky we drink warms our throats, coats our inhibitions
But I keep drinking, fuzzy thoughts of you keeping me company

Darling, you’ve got a lover waiting for you
Yet here you are —
If I didn’t know better, I’d say you wanted me, too.

Give me one night alone with you
I’d let it happen, let myself fall
If I didn’t know better.
But I do, I do.

But you’ve got me feeling again, opening up
My thoughts finally settling inside my noisy head

If I didn’t know better, I’d want this
I’ve been waiting for you, I’ve ached for you
And now you’re here, I want you to stay
If I didn’t know better, I’d ask you to.

I crossed a line, I want you to be mine.
In my arms, in my bed,
In my heart, in my head.

You’re captured me, all yours, all yours.
If I didn’t know better, I’d find a way.

Soft Mornings

You wake up and she’s lying beside you
Soft breaths escape her parted lips,
Harmoniously matching the rise and fall of her chest.

Sunlight creeps in through the cracks in the blinds
Illuminating her pale, exposed skin.

Her legs are tangled between yours,
The blanket lightly draped up over her waist.

The moment of quietness is tranquil,
And your mind is at ease.

You shift slightly to kiss the top of her head,
Careful not to wake her.

You could write poetry about this sensation,
But you’re too busy enjoying the view.