BRUSH

the midnight thunder claps

on fragile wooden walls

while your breathing soft beside me

echoes down the halls

two sounds to rouse a dying man

from fitful restless sleep

and time is a drunken memory

that I can barely keep

And I remember what you whispered once,

Like lines in a used up play:

"Together, we can hold on.

Together, we can brush the night away."

i look at racing shadows dance

in stranger's harmony

then you stir beside me

my perfect company

clinging close in warm sheets

golden in your sighs

reaching to switch on the lamp

to see light in your eyes

But your fingers catch my hand,

Words: "Let the darkness stay.

Together, we can hold on.

Together, we can brush the night away."

Together, we can hold on.

Together, we can brush the night away