bleary eyed
bleary eyed
and sleepy still
i unwrapped you
of the morning
like careful fruit
with forbidden flesh
made sweeter by
the scorning
my hands still shaky
from kisses sweet
and the dark hours
of night's embrace
i checked to see
if fastened vines
my heart had left
in silv'ry trace
while you slept
i looked inside your chest
to see what there
was growing
i saw my heart
with quiet eyes
to your side its self
was gently sewing
i saw my heart
with quiet eyes
to your side its self
was gently sewing