since i met you i've stopped sleeping
& cut back on caffeine, i've
watched the ashes of too many cigarettes
burn down to my fingertips.
when we clasp hands together & yr face
wrinkles up into worries
you could break my heart
with those cautious eyes but
you could win me over with a pinch of
reckless disregard instead.
this morning you were still coming down, so you couldn't submit to the lure of my yawns but instead laid beside me listening to me snore and giggle in my sleep for that one short hour till i had to wake for work. if only last night's snow flurries, last night's white frozen fragments dancing thru the haloes of the streetlights, had frosted the pavement to trap me here, if only. but this morning the rain beats the cold into us, and the roads are clear, and i leave you smoking on the stoop with distance in yr eyes.
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