These Are The Days

These are the days when love comes to test us 
to see if we meant what we said

A well-worn kiss shouldn’t be discarded 
Familiarity isn’t something to scoff at

Your hand in mine 
has always made sense– 
time hasn’t made me senseless

These are the days 
between yesterday and tomorrow 
when love asks  
what it has meant 
and what it’ll continue to mean

Everything, I reply
These days mean everything


Happy Valentine’s Day too all the lovers
PS – I never pronounce the word ‘familiarity’ properly, so you’ll never hear an audio with it 😉

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