Unless it's too soon
Or just too prude
I guess I should
just join the moon
In caressing your body
before leaving fingerprints
All over those cozy
not horrendous, stretchmarks
In case I wake up
And find you gone
Far far away
Into the brightness of day
Leaving
Whispers from the Grim
poignant snores in my ears
A ratchet fire in my fears
If not a nightmarish daydream
