Your Private Sky

Laying in the long grass

beside your home

watch the day pass

Your private sky

a gull flies by

and cuts up the air into pulses

Synchronized heartbeat's gone

I own the buried one

Blades growing through my arteries

will you return and harvest me?

If you leave me on my own I'm done

You came and laid down

in a daydream

you smelled like cedar and roses

Skin cool to the touch

Is this real life

not me making you up

The sky is growing deeper blue

a satellite cuts through the view

I feel the touch of a ghost

Laying in our short past

when I lost you

and we both drew

our last breath