What am I feeling?
Is it a tease, a turn, and twitch?
Some naughty little bits of left over dreams
Float in my eyes in the morning
Staying near my thoughts as I tackle the day
Interacting with the world
All I see is Flesh A-Waiting
Trying to relax
Or rather, trying to want to
There will be other times to sleep
Other times to second guess
Now, I guess
Is the time to allow
The Needs and the Wants
To figure themselves out
Tomorrow will be good
In a special innocent needed way
But the nights
Oh the nights
I can already breathe
The dark streets
