My eyelids close and
quiver
a bitLike butterflies
fluttering in ecstasy
And underneath your image
beams
In these lucid moments
of my dreams
Your body appears
and embraces me
And my body is alive
Everyone supposes
I am only sleeping
I dream my days away
Waiting for the phone to ring.
I walk the same streets
with eyes closed
I am holding your hand
I fear there are nightmares out there
Something harder than you
I’ve walked a round this world collecting fears
I hold every thing I can
Hoping it’s like your beautiful hand
only now I understand
That I have been very wrong.
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