"good morning"

I want
to be sitting
upright
in the dark, with you
and
your face --
Not sleeping.

I want
to be
upside down
wrong way round
feet on non-pillows
a-wake-ing --

And you.

I want
time-traveling
time-warping
non-chronological
non-logical
nonsensical
"what is she doing?"
tree-top conversations:
Mad.

Pierced by ancient spears
my dear, is my dear --

drape your thoughts over me.

I could go on about your
myth'd eyes, but
your hands
and
your shoulders
and
your smile
and
your bringing me toast
are even nicer.