Grey Monologue

This is as close as you and I ever get to the ocean
My third story bedroom window
Overlooking this rain-drenched night
You breathe, and I recall the power of trains
Let’s let the night sleep in
Let’s pray that it engulfs us
You know
I can’t even begin to see your eyes
But if I’m ever really drunk
It will be from drinking every drop of your soul
And running till I sweat your spirit