In the red, red, sea burnt night
I see "w" and "e" above my love
Collage of colors cut through darkness and her breathe in,
breathe out
And I love her
I watch her motion still sweet blank mind
I know I must get up but I dare not move her quiet, stoic,
shut-eye
So I lay patient awake
Wait for my love to sigh and exhale on my skin
Invisible soul breath swaying follicles, like gales on palm
trees
And wait anticipating the next one again
A moan, a tired sound
Catalogue them
Remember as an encyclopedia look-up in my memories of her
And I say "dream lovely"
Good night
Reason for writing:
This one is for Chanel and of course the one that inspired it in the first place.
Birth sign: Taurus
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