a work in progress --

[fading_faerie]

sometimes, i get bored during presentations ....

watching you sleep

i'm not a creep.
but as i sit, with the bedpost
digging my spine,
fingers stumbling blindly in the dark
over sticky keys-
i turn back to the sound
of heavy breathing
rhythmic, peaceful
a succulent siesta-
a thought break kicks in.
they say that eyes are the window,
a pathway into the soul-
but as you lie there, lost in a world
of fantasy
i see more about you than any
glimpse into longing eyes could ever
tell