Simon's Sleeping -

She has eyes closed

She has fevered

As her hands flick

Cross her stomach

She is dreaming

She is breathless

As her sweat beads

On her forehead

Simon’s sleeping on the floor

What’s she dreaming

Simon’s sleeping on the floor

What’s she dreaming

Simon watches eyelids as projections flicker there

I don’t wanna wake her but her whispers sort of scare

Me

There’s a green hill

There’s a beech tree

There’s a window

That can see me

There’s a raincloud

There’s an ocean

I am running

Without motion

Simon’s sleeping on the floor

What’s she dreaming

Simon’s sleeping on the floor

What’s she dreaming

Simon watches eyelids as projections flicker there

I don’t wanna wake her but her whispers sort of scare

Me

Simon’s clawing fingers out

Doesn’t know it’s still without

Face is latticed with her hair

Reaches out but nothing’s there

Shaking wake her up i try

I can only watch her lie

Simon watches eyelids as projections flicker there

I don’t wanna wake her but her whispers sort of scare

Me