Because of Love

i don't drink hot tea with lemon on lonely mornings and
i don't turn on the lights
i wake up and have sweet orange juice and cheesy scrambled eggs with you
until i am full and open
the vertical blinds
when the sun takes a peek at the den

i can't hear the scraping of silence and
i can't dance too fast
your ballad floods the room and i move slowly
like this
i crawl onto your lap and
never close my smile or
write
because of love