Back To Bed

 "You stir the peak of my night holding my vision in sight. The blue of your eye roams in my midnight sky"  
 
Gabrielle entered and grabbed my soul  
light danced across the oaken floor  
my eyes fluttered, at the thought  
of these feelings that you brought  
 
soft caresses amounting  
to more than just a morning ride  
as your scent on my pillow pushed  
ever into the recesses  
of what was a battered mind  
 
welcome was the sun and the wind chimes  
playing along with every pang and patter  
tiptoeing my chambers deep inside  
 
a stirring called to hurry and leave  
clouded or just a fantasy  
springing in this fear  
I took one more breath of you  
and your blue pulled me back to bed