Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Across The Room, Through The Window

The next room’s all whispers and laughter
And here I am running laps inside my skull,
Making up all the adventures we’d have
Inside my tiny room if only you were here.
If only you were here…
If only I could reach behind your head
And hold you tight against me,
Your warm breath moving gently against my chest,
Across the room, through the window
And out into the starry night.

No comments: