sleep

i am just outside
and i've been dying
to get to you,

just leave your light on
and the door ajar
and listen
to the murmurs of hushed
whispers from
afar
like you did
when you were a kid
and the nasty thoughts lived
not in your mouth
but under your bed
- you see those dark thoughts of yours
i am in love with and you
can leave them on your porch
when you sleep at night
and i won't make a sound
but they'll be gone by first light

and this time, you'll see, how much
braver you'll be
by knowing
me.