novia

Please, pipe down, my sweet
The time has come for counting sheep
I need you so and my heart does seep
I wish to lie beside you and sleep.

Shh, shh, it matters not
For the time has come for even the clock
To cast aside it's hands and smock
To pass the time without a thought.

Slow down, take a breath
If you say it all there'll be nothing left
We'll be thought bereft
We'll wait for death.

End the cycle, close your mind
They're all constructs of your design
Step forward, leave them behind
Change your life and end the grind.

Now you've quieted, hear me true
You're pristine, without mildew
You're intelligent, too
But dare I say, I'm in love with you?