One a.m.
And she has been sleeping
Two hours
Is still asleep
Because she’s her kind of woman
And because she’s sleeping
She’s writing
Words like love and hurt
Kindness, unkindness, blindness
Ecstasy, jealousy, anger
Sweetness
That too
Sweetness
Is making it with you
Anselm Hollo
One a.m. And she has been sleeping Two hours Is still asleep Because she’s her kind of woman And because she’s sleeping She’s writing Words like love and hurt Kindness, unkindness, blindness Ecstasy, jealousy, anger Sweetness That too Sweetness Is making it with you