Can I just lay my head right here
on that nook right below your chest?
The spot that I fit best.
Can I lay my head?
Can I just drift away, sink deeper?
I know later I’d pay it for a price,
but it’s worth this moment
just to get a chance to drift.
I should have met you later.
I should have asked what brought you here,
and flattered every inch of you
’cause I don’t know if I’ll get to.
You know, you’ll have to let me go?
I told you from the start. It goes to show
that I know everything.
Except if I should lay my head.
copyright Erica Wolfling 2014