Whispers into sheets
They are beside me.
The best place where I want them to be.
To stay in this place...
"I love you higher than the moon! " I hear.
And taste the cold air.
I think of you,
and we seem far.
Will I see you for dinner tonight?
Perhaps you brought that pipe.
You know, the sherlock one with a fancy kettle lid for its bowl?
Sends yellow smoke into the dampening night, evening streets.
I hear your breaths in tandem, like a whisper into the sheets.