In this world there is
Sweetness
Like mangos
Like “let me cook for you”
Like a helping hand
Like the hug you never want to end
Like the look that reads love
Like what you’re about to find
between your lovers thighs
Like the spoon full of sugar
that makes the world go round

We rareley saw the sun together
we were a part of the night
mosiquitos and
deep conversations
of just silly questions
of another story
of our sanity
the only yellow we know
is the glow of the street lights