Comes his waking breath
against my pinched face
in the early morning hour
of our lofty, soft embrace.
He pulls the sheets like the tide
of a sad twinkling moon,
making sure to hold me warm,
so that I won't leave so soon.

time forgot about me
so it went about its day
just like every other day

time forgot about me
so i showered in song
bathed in the rhythm of water

time forgot about me
so i fell into the chasm of a book
hooked onto the beauty of text

time forgot about me
so i sunk into a sea of soft oblivion
warm wool filled the spaces between my fingers

time forgets about me
and you
and even itself

I'm drunk and I'm high
Sitting on the couch after everyone has left
All but the three of us remain

One by one we fall asleep
Until its just you and I

I can't help the fact
That my head is getting heavy
And you shoulder
Looks so inviting to lean against.

i picture red ugly drunks, bitter
while delirious women dance around them
Together, lathered in music,
rock symphonies trudge over their pounding headaches

the trees were lovely
an ocean blue
like your eyes
when I look at you
the sky was pink
a soft sunset
soft blushes
a flushing palette
your arms were around me
we laid in the grass
your lips on my neck
we let the clouds pass
dandelions
scattering
floating their way
into our dreams