Calcified in bed
Like skeletons
On an old shipwreck
When I wake up
At three in the morning
Holding you tight
Your TV is blankly on
Window is open
Letting the winter air in
Don’t want to move
Disturb your rest
So I enjoy the moments
Until I calcify again
To sleep with my arms
Warmed by your touch
Happy to be careless
Consume Reality! 