Turn it down,

The music speaks

And love

That never was

Like the stars

Seems to softly weep.

Words that flow like time

Taken for granted,

Like unseen thieves creep

Ready to leave an unhappy hunger

Slip into dreams that rob us of sleep.

Change the moment

Change the mood

Find us slipping into each other

Not with subtlety,

Just two more eager nudes.

Have you seen the sky?

The night has come

Softly the music plays

Until the strings fall quiet

The guitar no longer hums

Put her down

And listen to a lonely hearts drum . .