Crimson

I found the place where my face fits so well

you’re sleeping, while I’m keeping my toes

Uncovered, undiscovered

Feeling the warmth of your breath on my neck

Keep with pace, as you stare in space

The crimson light is shining thick sheets on your wall

Your bathing in tungsten

Do you know it’s you I’m referring to

Somehow it’s not easy, writing love songs

Usually something goes wrong,

Before I feel the need to say I love you

Unapologetically