Lovers holding the sky still Songbirds singing an old song Like an ancient star above Our love has shone through the years As we drink our cups of wine I gaze fondly in your eyes There is something natural It’s a marriage of minds Love is easy Love is quiet Love is at the kitchen-table We are wiser But somehow younger We are Lovers holding the sky still Songbirds singing an old song “When I’m away I send a love letter into space Every night You find it with your fingertips An emoji poem My phone overheats From trying to imitate you Through video chat I make believe it’s the warmth Of our entwined fingers My slumberous eyes Cannot find sleep Without this ritual Blue light in the dark.” I could reach and touch your arm You could speak and break the calm But we sit in silence Our blood and bones know it all There is something natural It’s like a marriage of minds Love is easy Love is quiet Love is at the kitchen-table We are wiser But somehow younger We are Lovers holding the sky still Song birds singing an old song Lovers holding the sky still Song birds singing an old song