i woke myself up to rest my weary head from all the work i’d done
in those dreams i’d had, like weeding the garden all night.
it’s so hard to weed in the dark moonlight.
almost each night between two and four, she rose out of bed
and onto the floor.
and sometimes i have to go in and put her back into her back again.
so maybe this coffee is a bad idea.
and maybe this might not work out for me.
well maybe a walk or a nap could win for us all about now.
i woke myself up just to see you sleep, just to hear the quiet
and just to have a look at everything quiet all night.
it’s so good to be in the dark moonlight.
i woke myself up to rest my weary head from all the work i’d done
in those dreams i’d had, like reading the books all night.
and it’s so hard to read in the dark moonlight.
and maybe this coffee is a bad idea.
and maybe this might not work out for me.
maybe a nap or a walk could win for us now.
