love is my little 

scratching my head

wanting to hold my hand 

in the rain 

she's dancing and she's grooving 

but i only know her beauty 

and it shouldn't be that 

way 

love is eating as many 

sugared molasses cookies 

as your body can hold 

love is watching your mother  

bake when she didn't have time before 

removing flecks of eggshells 

while you lay on the floor with f

and envelope the scuffles 

while you do 

the must be done