Four in the Morning

Open the book
Chapter you took
Long by the look of it
Too much to say
Better that way
Lose one more day to it
Well I’ve known such love before and I evened out the score
For all you dare recall the splintered lines
It’s four in the morning when I go
To feel the ways that you were right
You’re clear as spoken fear
The dark designs an obvious warning and I know
That I will go the rest alone
Leave my longing with the night
Failure or fame
Less you disclaim
Life for the game of it
Prove you can fight
Cruel and polite
Love me in spite of it
It’s the vigil that I keep for the life in you asleep
For all you dare recall the splintered lines
It’s four in the morning when I go
To feel the ways that you were right
You’re clear as spoken fear
The dark designs an obvious warning and I know
That I will go the rest alone
Leave my longing with the night
So I can be the one who feels too much
Shy and still careening from your touch
And you can have your heartache with your gin
And you can taste the sweetness of the freedom that you win
Drink it in