It would be a tragedy
withholding the misery
Should I not say
how I’m feeling today?
Girl, you’re the calm
A soothing balm
Strong as the cedars
when it matters
Your stirring presence
moulds the distance
Everyone else disappears
even common fears
Could it be magic?
Surreal? Static?
Pinch this boy again
dreams cause no pain
Breakfast in bed
or loving instead?
Wishes give pleasure
Let’s smooch until later
