as I lay my head to sleep
I look you deeply in your shallow eyes,
pining for the grasp of your attention,
parting lips weakened by us,
these kisses are candor,
as we embrace each other,
overwrought by the moon,
lusting for the bare minimum  requirement of a heart,
pacing the trails of your impressions,
dedicated to the cadence of the mounting beats that I hear,
assurance of you here is evident in the sheets I wrestle,
but I wish you would leave
because I hate sleeping with,
loneliness.

-S.J