How do you know the
Feeling in my chest?
I just can’t get rest from
My thoughts, ‘cause they
Play, rewind our moments.
Again I fall.

How is it that
Your eyes pierce me?
Knives in every direction;
Love’s what I bleed.
Talk to me,
That deep voice of yours.
Whisper in my ear
A fairy tale.

My head on
Your pillow– it smells
Like the cologne you wear when
Trying to impress.
Let me rest my
Eyes for a while, I’m
Floating beside you and
Barely feel the hours.

Your lips
On my curly hair;
It’s unruly,
You love it, though.
“We don’t need much to be happy”, I’m told,
So for now, please hold my hands, they’re always cold.