No Oxygen

one more night

stayed up late

looking for love where there was none

there was a fevered touch and hearts that raced

in all that breath there was no oxygen

what will you do with your hour

and how is your sleep so untroubled

how will you stay warm through the winter

now the fields are cut down to stubble

one more night…

now fall back but don’t fall too far

find some arms and call them ‘lover’

find a wall of water that won’t tumble down

a shooting star that will last forever

one more night…

will come a time of nothing to drink

no fragrance in waking or dreaming

no zephyr wind blows sotto voce on the skin

and bloodhounds lose the trail of meaning

one more night...