I listen to the waves crashing
Into my headphones as we lie on the couch
You put yr head across my torso
For some kind of confidence
It been a while since we had
A tender moment like this
But now, instead, of waves, I hear my own voice
Reciting a poem that hasn't been written
I reach for my notebook and pen
As you curl into a corner and fall asleep
I get down th the business of poetry