Not yet A few more minutes and ill wake—but not yet Don't let the light hit my face, Cover the blinds Hide me Inside the colder sides of the pillow.

Rewind it back, to a dazed state of mind Were I take more steps motionless Unguided by flesh Resting open for moments left unspoken With beauty often unshared

A few more minutes, to take time in this state Pressed against the sheets, were linen fabrics meet halfway Wedged between shaken earth and crushing skies Not ready to wake Don't let the honks and beeps of the world shake mine into collapse

I need its beauty spared