The Appeal

Daylight breaks 

while you sway beneath your sheets.

Or the witching hour masks you 

until you can no longer wait.

Endless stars 

or sun-drenched smiles.

You hold my hand 

or I sink.

Buzzing sounds 

to remember you by.

Smothered in silence;

I cough up my skeletons.

Swallow just one more charm.

You'll feel better

As the night wears on.