(no subject)
I spend my daylight time in my room
sitting on a nice bed, smelling a breeze
I curl up with my laptop and find you online
you let me know you waited a good two minutes for me
and our conversation? what of something so lovely?
A listener is what you are, and what I am.
And conclusions are made every time.
Then its to work.
And finally to you again.
Bramble about what's been done, and what shall be done.
And then onto what could be, and the funny things.
Nighttime is spent beside a small light, fingers wrapped around a thick novel.
And sleep is unfettered. Decided on, but never awakened.
sitting on a nice bed, smelling a breeze
I curl up with my laptop and find you online
you let me know you waited a good two minutes for me
and our conversation? what of something so lovely?
A listener is what you are, and what I am.
And conclusions are made every time.
Then its to work.
And finally to you again.
Bramble about what's been done, and what shall be done.
And then onto what could be, and the funny things.
Nighttime is spent beside a small light, fingers wrapped around a thick novel.
And sleep is unfettered. Decided on, but never awakened.