the early morning half-awake my unfocused eyes stumble upon you the sun seeps in sleepily my languid limbs stretch towards you everything is muted as...
your ivory face a canvas for the etching of seconds of time ghostly pallor it becomes apparent you hide from the sun when it shines you're flinching...
sleep does not come when the quiet grows calmer a cage around me to keep me safe a wall around me it keeps me awake at night at some ungodly hour I'm...