It’s not very hard to wonder

How you’ve hooked into my matter

After all, you’ve got my number

Call me up and watch me scatter

Little drops of joy and pain

Careless colors in the rain

A half-lit hue transposed from quiet

We’ll trace each other, just to try it

Illuminate your perfect profile

Breaking faces with your smile

Masters of this secret place

Wrapped up tight, with fingers laced

And after all is said and done

We’ve outlived the setting sun

I can’t remove you from my mind

Not that I want to, not that I’ve tried

~j.d.schofield