it’s 4 am and i can’t keep
the pendulum from swinging
it’s in the shadows
and negative space
where i can see you
but this thing is new to me
waking up and just
being happy to be
- whatever happens
thank you for the
dreaming of you
that elusive
moment of peace -
the day is coming
with its unforgiving light
but stay a bit longer
in my new quiet night
the phantom of you
the silhouette of us two
the traces of a kiss
i didn’t know
i’d been waiting
willing wanting
years to give
so should you feel
a shiver as you sleep
it’s just my hand here
finding its place
on your shimmering waist
and me trying not to quiver
as i gently kiss
so as not to wake
a gorgeous shadow
resting in my blinding night
in perfectly sheer silk
and dusky lace
the pendulum from swinging
it’s in the shadows
and negative space
where i can see you
but this thing is new to me
waking up and just
being happy to be
- whatever happens
thank you for the
dreaming of you
that elusive
moment of peace -
the day is coming
with its unforgiving light
but stay a bit longer
in my new quiet night
the phantom of you
the silhouette of us two
the traces of a kiss
i didn’t know
i’d been waiting
willing wanting
years to give
so should you feel
a shiver as you sleep
it’s just my hand here
finding its place
on your shimmering waist
and me trying not to quiver
as i gently kiss
so as not to wake
a gorgeous shadow
resting in my blinding night
in perfectly sheer silk
and dusky lace