I find myself sleeping in day dreams.
Words interconnecting, cross colliding,
spine bending backwards, arms jagged
fingers slipping.
I knew your name once.
I used to know what it felt like to have
the gravity of your world piece with mine.
I've long since lost your sight.

I find myself sleeping in day dreams.
Arguments without a cause.
I'll fall asleep to your riddles and wake up in the middle
of blossoming sunsets, and silent reassurances
that even I don't know, count as reassurances.

I find myself awakened.
Breaking the barrier of communication.
Woke up to a dark room with pale walls.
Moonlight shadowed in every corner.
And did you too hear it?
The rustle of the leaves,
our hearts, breaking free.