early morning and
tired eyes of
too
much i love you
and too little else
today your hands could be
any shadow
any curtain of rain
soft and
tiptoe
across my cheeks
our steps
every
passing car
though
perhaps
i have failed you
and some detail forgot
no failsafe strength to
my three words
but i wish
oh
i wish on
every
star that i love you
could be enough
to win this
war
of early mornings
and
tired eyes
