Scattered weaves
Hunt me through the night
Empty confusions
Hunt me through the night
While heavy white lays down in majesty
And grim shades - tear on my sanity
I seek your warmth to cure my maladies
Hope your heart - beats in serenity
Can't get the sleep I need
I feel and need your heat
Your skin on mine is light
Beneath the heavy white
Black trees form fears on the pale wall
Long fingered hands - reach for me and call
The Shadows hide a shape, scary and tall
The shape is me - before to sleep I fall.
The curtain falls, reveals the skies
The bright light cuts - slits into my eyes
I feel your breath on which mine relies
Now my mind will settle - before the night arrives
And again
And again
And again
Can't get the sleep I need
I feel and need your heat
Your skin on mine is light
Beneath the heavy white

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