Static Songs and a Little Swaying

Poem

Photo by Swapnil Sharma from Pexels

Let's wrap the room in the static of songs sang from the gentle touch of a needle on vinyl
unfolding a little love from the tucked in corners of the kitchen, my hand out to you, a little grin on my face
there ain't a place I'd rather be than anywhere with you, swaying a little, laughing a little, loving a little
twirl to me darlin, as the singer brings that old record player to life, and that…