6.21.25

all of the words we have yet to say. 

breathing inside a heartbeat of hills and crawfish.

what if today is our last day? 

looking at what’s presented, wishing i could stay.

freedom of authenticity radiating through shared laughs.

in this moment, everything is my way.

all of the words we have yet to say.

yet, what safety there is in our unspoken truths.

what if today is our last day?

looking at what’s presented, wishing i could stay.

endless dancing, liberation within us.

in this moment, everything is my way.

all of the words we have yet to say.

who needs words when you have cherished moments?

what if today is our last day?

looking at what’s presented, wishing i could stay.

my people, my love, my life.

in this moment, everything is my way.

all of the words we have yet to say.

i feel more sure than ever, but yet-

what if today is our last day?