I hope I come to you at 3am
In the moments where you can’t sleep,
Tossing, turning, tangled in linen
Restless
Just the way you leave me
My 3m thoughts of you
Find me for a few quiet moments
In love with the sheets against my back,
The air upon my skin; bare, fond and forgiving
I can feel the deep and gentle pulse of you
Washing through me
In spite of your absence.
Restless
