I linger to dream
if only to touch you 'fore I wake
that in the shadow of a sheet
wisping night into day
I might spy your face,
blurred by its own echo
and reflected to me in sleep
Oct 31, 2010
Oct 31, 2010 at 5:58 PM UTC
I linger to dream
if only to touch you 'fore I wake
that in the shadow of a sheet
wisping night into day
I might spy your face,
blurred by its own echo
and reflected to me in sleep