the silhouette of the mountains grey
i don't mind its o.k.
a dip divides the mountain tops
stars flicker as the daylight drops
darkness covers the valley floor
she swings on my rocker back and forth
an invisible vapors in the air
coagulating my blood
but i don't care
her words are gentle soft and true
my brain goes stagnet on what to do
is it fate reaching for my hand
or lust which i understand
i stand up and say goodnight
walk in the house
and turn out the light. .