When the sunset frames your face,
And the sawgrass slows its pace,
You find your peace in that quiet place
Where it's poetry to turn page after page.
You earned every bit of what you’ve got,
Still striding graceful when the world gets hot.
And I got a couple dollars in my Cash App waitin’,
Cravin’ caffeine and the way you’ve been elevatin’.
So let’s go, girl—like you know, girl,
’Cause I’m treatin’,
I got enough to keep us out all evenin’.
You got them lips that knock me off my feet,
And I got enough change for that coffee so sweet.
Yeah, tonight, girl, you're the right girl,
So we’re chillin’,
We’re stealin’ time like daylight’s the villain.
You got them hips that sway so softly,
And I got just enough change for coffee.
Candle glow dancin’ while the night stays tame,
And my voice’ll calm anything you can’t name.
Keep it warm, and keep it lit,
Fight the sunrise like we don’t owe it a bit.
Near the muck built for freedom to ring,
We’ll lift our voices as stars cast a dream.
Yeah, every now and then the good breaks through,
So let me bless this night with a cup for two.
So let’s go, girl—like you know, girl,
’Cause I’m treatin’,
I got enough to keep us out all evenin’.
You got them lips that knock me off my feet,
And I got enough change for that coffee so sweet.
Yeah, tonight, girl, you're the right, girl,
So we're chillin’,
We’re stealin’ time like daylight’s the villain.
You got them hips that sway so softly,
And I got just enough change for coffee.
I love poems that describe
I love poems that describe processes, and this poem does that very, very well.
Starward-Led (in Chrismation, Januarius)
The Art of Letting a Scene Breathe
I appreciate that. I try to let the movement of the moment do the storytelling—how two people drift, pause, breathe, and choose each other in real time. Glad that process spoke to you.