what could have happened and how each day could have would have been

this is corny, i know, but i wonder still

i guess i never told you that i hope you stay with me

that there's an aspect of living-together involved and that we see

each others sleep-drowned faces submerging from heavy duty

dreaming each morning;

i'll

i'll make myself breakfast and lunch while you dig down again with paws made of gold

plummet into the unconscious to say only, I staid up later, no matter

(no matter)

no matter, i'll kiss your forehead eyelid lips still and

(.. you)

leave you drowning in my sheets, the expanding mattress

until i come back to save you