Work Text:
In tender nights
I dream of you —
It felt so real —
as if we — touched
To wake — is to yearn
My Soul Mourns — You now.
So take me — so taken with you
So make me — make me yours
Our minds entwined with twine of gold
Bound and bonded; forever holds
Oh, my sun, my sky, my stars
I reach for you; so far away
Counting breaths — counting times
Your Eyes at Chess — tonight are bright
Reach past the board —
And board my shore
Lay your hands upon my own
Our own secret — just us to know
You and me
Forevermore