my heart never sleeps
03/05/2008 02:40 a.m.
sleepy mornings
i feel safe in the
warm space under his arm
my cheek to his chest,
the simple thump of my heart
pumping blood
gently, incessantly

the heart never sleeps;
it is always at work

and although i can fall asleep
under any circumstances
and i can deceive myself
with the glory of the moment
my heart beats all night
because it is scared

for him, i would abandon all expectations
of what "should" be;
that moment when
his eyes hit me, earnestly, or our
mouths meet, meticulously,
means more to me
than places or things

my heart never sleeps
it is always at work
my heart beats all night
because it is scared
that if i have to leave
he wont follow