Over the windowsill I wait for you
Viewing night in a darkened day
Shoulder heavy from a tired burden
Over the windowsill I stare for you
I wait daymonths for your embrace
For a daymoon to forsake my eyes
Over the windowsill I yearn for you
Tears burn my vision’s grasp
I am incomplete without you
Over the windowsill I sit
Glass eyes climb the velvet sky
Venture for a single soul, a night wing
Over the windowsill I nap
I have waited much too long to see you fly
Now it’s time that I must die
Over the windowsill I lay
Under loss and wool of blankets
And inside my eyes still try to graze
You are my love, my only true…