home sweet home

front door arms scoop me in
after hard days
kick back on his stomach recliner
voice radio unravels barbwire nerves
sing take my breath away one more time baby
eyes blanket me and tuck smiles in
warm my frigid thoughts by the fireplace of his wit
and the flickers of his passion
my haven
my sanctuary
my love
yeah – it's true – home is where your heart is

cake

yes – that’s the dress – the one that will make you mine
white bliss material drapes
and clings in just the right places
in three weeks, your hand will be here
and you…you in that tux for prom
our first time playing dress-up and you’ll be in a tux
i see it now – we’ll make a grand entrance
me in a white dress, you in a black suit
arms around each other
marching along
white dress, black tux
love flowing
black tux, white dress
let’s not let this be the last time we do this, okay?