Watching

Watching you sleep
Fabric draping your body
Your breast undulates
You must be tired
To sleep on such a surface
Your breathing is my rhythm
I yawn in complicity

I feel like a voyeur
I drape my coat over you
Your eye lids open
There is a quiet smile
You say hi
And gently with my rhythm
Slumber

I knew you were odd

The first time we met
I could see you were counter culture
And you amazed me with your music
I used to think drugs were the problem
But what you saw was radiance
Today there is a forecast of rain