today i sit
in a chair not my own
surrounded by things that are not mine
and i'm confortable.
I am comfortable in your home.
After the joy we shared last night
I can only hope I will be spending more time amongst your things.
after last night
I am struck with the oddest sensation of wakefullness
of sunrise and of night
though at the same time i'm caught in a dream state where nothing seems quite real
i wish i could have laid in your arms longer