After an Afternoon

I bare my windowed self untamed and untrained Dreams that hardly touch our complexions truest faults If room enough for both my drowsy spirit shall fall Bold waves tumble to the season of my heart Where you have offered my faith and my trust Until all is lost into the beauty of the day. But there is something in the way you laugh That makes me feel like a child Aspects of life they confuse me You and your thesis amuse me. After an afternoon with you And your rich brown eyes Your lips and your dark hair Elbows and exposed knees tossing toward the ceiling After an afternoon. Face to palm Tear to tear Mouth to tongue Heart to ground I am in love. --- After an Afternoon - Jason Mraz