i want to join you asleep
at the edge off sunrise
and groan gently
across the breeze
into your eyebrows.

i want to carry you across
the finish line
in a camera shot finish
without you even
stirring slightly once.

want to score the winning goal
at wembley in injury time
and have you asleep
smiling on my shoulder
all the way home.

Want to look at the frozen tide
which is calling me awake
at 5 in the morning
and then contrast it
with the restless movement of your head.

but across the frozen wastelands
in the nearness of your lips
i could taste their moistness go cold
as i reach to kiss you
while watching the sunrise.

i could feel their blood redness
turn a cold purple
as you groan once
and then sub-consciously
turn away to look at the ground.

i want to join you asleep
at the edge off sunrise
and groan gently
across the breeze
into your eyebrows.

but your tears carry
me across the tide
in silence
until sadness is but a memory
and i can't turn back.





(With apologises to Dave P from FSA)