Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Sleepless

It's the dead of the night
And my one-track mind is keeping me awake.
This waking dream that is life with you
Cushions me like an air bag
For without the dream I would die.

I talked to a drum major today
She asked about you,
Though she didn't know it,
And I answered in the polite YES's and NO's
Which I wish were all positive
And I went into a dream.

I talked to a would-be world conqueror today
I told him about you
And he said I needed help.
I just need a hug
To give me breathe to hold through the night.

It's the dead of the night
And the residue of your smile won't let me close
The eyes of my mind
For I can't stop seeing you
Nor do I want to.

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