I’m a wreck
on midnight’s shore
a dreamer lost
in endless sand

Your hourglass spun
our love replayed
till I wake
once more again

Moments before morning
the wordless desperation
of a wish
you would remain


Act IV

Fantasy of you remains
as she wakes me
for the third time

Approaching drudgery
mitigated only
by those less than perfect lips

A smile
weary with love
and dreams of her own