Like A Film Score To An Inevitable Tragedy

There should not be this much comfort from talking to you

Now there's another secret that cannot be shared or shed

If I could just lie down with you in some bed

I promise I would only hold you and leave little whispers in your head

I just want to see all of the minutes while you sleep

I'll keep all of your mutterings as memories from hearing you dream

As my heart beats through your thin t-shirt

As my arm rests around your stomach

She forgets that she is lonely and I have never been more at peace

Knee jerks and night-time chills

The disturbances that wake me to pull you near

So close that my nose is buried in your hair

Adding a lasting melancholy to the dawn

As sun rises making the room brighter

But never quite equaling your canvas that's glowing

Like the aftermath of a supernova exploding

Soon your eyes will open and you will turn to face me

I won't ever see another painting like this

The music in your yawn will remain a distinct background noise

Like a film score to an inevitable tragedy