Piece Of Sky

I woke from your bed knowing where I was
that silent morning still resembling night
hating the day's start for ending what we continued
and could have...
at that moment everything felt so right.

I forgot my own name as I thought of yours
and traced your body with my eyes under the moons revealing light
praying to a god I don't believe in to allow me some more
time and touch and taste from your body so tight.

All trouble was forgotten and my mind at ease
forgetting my life,my pain,and even my home
feeling so easy while at peace
and un-alone.

I can recall the sound of your breath
the wet formed on your back's soft skin
and the rise in your chest while I think you at peace sleeping..
safe from all the pain you've been in.

How I felt so dizzy as I fell to the sky
in that one moment that was perfection and heaven on earth
Reflections of that day come up all on their own
bringing joyful tears to my eyes
So I take that with me to sleep
where I sometimes am lucky enough to dream
and though my body every night does lay
my heart never lies.

Rest

Our days are numbered
when hearts run tired or empty
forever encumbered
and so I seek my own eternal slumber.

Through action and habit
of emptiness and schedule
I'm chasing my special white rabbit
without fear of the hole or whole.

And in the end there is peace
at it's beginning.
Or infinite torment
by the hands of tormenting's lease.

It can be easier to say goodbye
to ones you loved
than a stranger in your life
that you never had the chance to.