20 January 2020

I should be too

I sit with the night
There’s nobody here
Imagine you writing
In the fresh morning air

I sit with the sound
Of the waves washing sand
Imagine the flow
Of the pen in your hand

I sit with the warmth
My body at rest
Imagine the sparkle
As you smile and jest

I sit with these feelings
Thinking of you
You surely are sleeping
As I should be too

Goodnight


[19 January 2020]