Come take a little stroll with me this afternoon,
bring your coat; its chilly today on Lovers...

A blanket of stillness envelopes
this cold, quiet night...

In movement you captivate,
as lolling hills blanketed on a mirrored sea...

Behold myself,
recognize then many a scene...

I wake up every morning to
the darkness in and over me...

The morning was merely majestic,
as every other before it...

Music moves me, simply;
It seeps into the hollowness...

This boy, I have not met
he seems to capture me, my mind...

Miles apart we seem to sleep
Yet here we are, in your bed...

Standing lo, a beast of crazed proportion
withers into the fog of a winter's nightmare...

Hazy longing, sweetly sing-song-ing
never stopping, yet always pausing...

Here am I, a nameless star
in the sky...