Silent Lullaby

high over bootlegger

a plate of hashbrowns and a cup of hot coffee in a morning

i found you in the most breathtaking sight that ever captured in my brain

the sound of your soft breath, in and out

just barely there.

sprawled, on the soft mattress of my bed you claimed as yours

no difference and just like all those nights

you sleep to a different songs of pure ecstacy and plainly lethal

those i wrote for you, unconsciously.