waking up
thinking of you
wondering
how you look in your sleep

maybe you are curled up
in a warm quilt
or in a warm embrace
of my guilt

i can trace the outline
of your lips
your glowing face
and your arched hips

oh how cruel your slumber
how deaf your ears
did you not hear
my loving sweet nothings

i just cant sleep
i cannot breathe
i am awake here on the other side
the dawn incomplete