I was so undeserving.
And yet, you were
So relentless.

I pushed, you pulled.
I cried, you comforted.
I stopped, you smiled.

I was a disaster,
The worst of its kind.

And yet, you still
Had the audacity
To tell me
I was beautiful.


-JB

The Lovers and the Dreamers

The lovers and the dreamers,

Asleep at 3 a.m.

On a mattress on the floor. 

Oblivious to the world turning.

The lovers and the dreamers,

Sharing coffee at 8 a.m.

Over hazy eyes and light 

Catching the dust in the air.

The lovers and the dreamers,

Kissing goodbye at 9:30 a.m.

Their breath visible between

The touching of their lips.

The lovers and the dreamers,

Coming through the door at 6 p.m.

Drinking too much wine

That’s meant for the chorizo.

The lovers and the dreamers,

Falling into bed at 9 p.m.

A tangled mess of limbs and sheets

Falling asleep in each other’s arms.

The lovers and the dreamers,

Are asleep at 3 a.m.

They will begin again,

In the morning.