Midnight Sensations.

Maybe these words don't belong on paper,
They could be my midnight secret,
Kept in the dark,
With only the stars to guide them on.

I write them anyway,
I can't handle the pressure,
Thinking of the perfect way to describe you,
Where would I begin?

Maybe it'd be that secretive smile,
Sensitive and shy.

Maybe it's your sense of humour,
The thought of us laughing out loud.

Maybe it's just all the little things,
All the connections we've made.

For now I'll just close my eyes,
Turn my back on night,
Turn to the comfort of my bed,
And dream of you,
Just to pass the time away.