A steaming mug between my hands
Paper littered around me
I sit, forehead creased,
in my balcony.
I see the sky and the ground
and I'm simply floating in between.

Rolling a pen
between my fingers
watching the hills
they look greener than ever
I'd like to sleep
I'd like to read
But homework does
bind me.

This is procrastination,
level: extreme.

The stars are shining bright
Come sit with me tonight
Your hair is a perfect mess
I would never think more or less
Of you than perfection
Listen to the crickets sing
The melody of harmony

8,000 miles isn't enough
To keep me away
8,000 miles isn't enough
For me to stop loving you

We share the sky
As we dance all night
The world is alive
Buzzing with sound
Natures music is my remorse
We won't stop until the sky turns pale
Time and space aren't enough to stop me

8,000 miles isn't enough
To keep me away
8,000 miles isn't enough
For me to stop loving you

The stars are shining bright
Come sit with me tonight
Your hair is a perfect mess
I would never think more or less
Of you than perfection
Listen to the crickets sing
The melody of harmony

8,000 miles isn't enough
To keep me away
8,000 miles isn't enough
For me to stop loving you

We share the sky
As we dance all night
The world is alive
Buzzing with sound
Natures music is my remorse
We won't stop until the sky turns pale
Time and space aren't enough to stop me

The world can move on without us
I just want to live here and now

8,000 miles isn't enough
To keep me away
8,000 miles isn't enough
For me to stop loving you

from my bed
I watch
3 birds
on a telephone
wire.

one flies
off.
then
another.

one is left,
then
it too
is gone.

my typewriter is
tombstone
still.

and I am
reduced to bird
watching.

just thought I'd
let you
know,
******.