Apt. D
Waiting
Mapping Territories
Low Light
The Retreat
Letting Go
When I Fell
Time
Fall
we lie in your bed wordless poets
our eyes closing to the night’s refrain
moonlight slips in through half open blinds
and lays like fingers on your body
with each breath you shake this hand
i watch you sleep
i want to wake you, i want to feel you
i want to hear you whisper my name
(chorus)
last night in apartment d
i learned what i was made of
last night in apartment d
i fell in love
i listen through the open window
my mind retreats
outside the city murmurs “summer”
a baby cries, someone laughs on concord street
i touch your shoulder
i kiss your skin
your lips part the way they’ll part tomorrow
when i have to leave again
(chorus)
there were no promises made
we both knew it would not be fair
so i lay back and wait for morning
to come and settle in your hair
now a breeze disturbs the blinds
moonlight dances on your face
you do not move
you do not feel me
waiting for the moon to take her hand
©1998 Laura Chandler