I couldn’t sleep
Last night for I read
The book you wrote
With honest skill
It’s like you could write
My own despair
Put down my story
Thinking it’s yours
The plot was simple
Yet so uncommon
Feelings of sympathy
Have tied a knot
A knot that links
This muscle that beats
Inside this boy’s chest
To printed words, to printed words
I cannot sleep
Tonight 'cause I lie
In your bed
While you sleep
And in your bed
It’s he the one
Who should be lying
Where I am And if we’ll spoon
I’ll lie behind you
‘Cause I’m the one that needs
To hold you at night
On this mattress you’ve been in love
Maybe yesterday
You changed the sheets
Hid his shirts
In Cambodia
You two will make love
You’ll be his then
That will make me yours, more, more