I merge with you at night and search for what's within.
a starving artist now
but earnest with thy pen.

Our skies seem to cloud
but no one runs away,
hold my hand awhile -
tonight is where we lay.

With eyes like oceans,
and skin as soft as silk,
thy beauty slowly blossoms,
thy flower never wilts.

we've both felt grief in life
we've both felt years of pain,
love is ancient, the heart a primal thing.