i lay gently on mountains of black and white,
each and every evening
just begging to hear your voice through the
my heart aches, as i try to let sleep consume me,
but it almost never comes.
i imagine you here, right beside my fragile form,
slowly molding all of my b r o k e n parts together.
i can hear your heartbeat,
and feel your fingers gently racing up my back.
my heart silently slows down to a
as my soul clings on to yours.
and then i am at peace.
my mind slowly wanders to unknown lands and
but i always wake up to find that you were
but i know you'll be here someday.