Breathing off beat She woke up half asleep And knocked a picture off the bed post He was breathing close And fell a little less then silent to the floor If only she had noticed Not been thinking 'bout the dream He would maybe breath again And she would keep their happiness in tact With or with out the fact of duet heart beats Lulling her to sleep She feeds from loving memory When all is said and done He kissed their happiness good bye And lit the morbid candle On way down falling to the floor She never kissed the beauty of their love Just dreamed while rolling over Keeping track of perfect seconds But the time to act soon came and passed Relaxed she knocked the picture on his head.
The poetic format used is playing off of the slots in our memory that we fill with coherency in order to follow to conversation