when things get dark,
and the floor gives way to stars;
i look for you under the covers
a twitch of a hand, whisper of a name.
the planet is falling, away from time
we find each other under the covers
and we hold on tight.
creative works
when things get dark,
and the floor gives way to stars;
i look for you under the covers
a twitch of a hand, whisper of a name.
the planet is falling, away from time
we find each other under the covers
and we hold on tight.