Morenighttimepoetry.

Lost in the light of the night, I'm brought back to life

Bring it back to me, this beautiful sight

of spinning and reeling, and crying and sleeping

I'm lost in the curve of your arms, the curve of your body

like hills and mountains, I climb and I fall

just to let you catch me

over and over again

You bring out the light in me, this beautiful lie

of tracing lines across the curve of your bed,

the lines of your face, they linger in my mind still

These are the moments that are keeping me alive