Out of the Beehive

Everything holds it’s place for us
Our eyes adjust, a long morning waits
Let’s let it grow up
Go slower, slow up
Talk with me
Before we get accustomed to
The sight of you upon the bashful bed
Let’s share from the cup
No covering up
Come with me
Out ofthe beehive
Fingertipstongue-tied
What’s on your insides?
Thinking about what you’re thinking
But how could lever, ever catch your mind?
Dreaming about what you’re daydreaming
Hoping it finds a way past your eyes
Don’t close your eyes, don’t
Watch the day washing over you
It’s falling through the window’s glowing edge
The lines on the floor
Stretch to the door
Asking me
If we waitjust long enough
For our lungs to trust these hesitating breaths
The room will grow still
We’ll be who we will
Stay with me
Is it time to reveal how we both hide?
Should we show how we feel on the outside?
I wanna talk, I wanna talk to you