I like to stare at you
in the face
when you’re asleep

I try to tune into your thoughts
and
in case I manage
I’ve plugged your brain into a vcr

I’ll sample your dreams and release them
as a limited edition
each tape in a different coloured box

I like to look at you when you’re asleep
breathing your exhaled air
to sup on what makes You
then to use it to
blow up balloons

I have many balloons
yellow red and blue but
sometimes the air escapes and
they deflate

then I worry
that you’re going to die
and so I go back and check the vcr
you never know,
I might catch a glimpse of you leaving