A Kind of Madness

Loneliness is a kind of madness
The sands of Time carving out a niche
Until the calm mania has somewhere to stoop
And I just stare out the window riding each wave out
And then
Did you know that when you sit your shoulders slouch to form a perch?
I wonder if that's where you keep all your baggage
Or just
Somewhere for your thoughts to go
And when you lean on your elbow
The same arm I can almost feel burning around my waist
Frames your face
Perfectly
And there's a little furrow on your brow
that's too cute for me to ever want smoothed
And the sound of your laughter echoes in me
Until my slow beating heart pumps lava in my veins
And then you're gone
And I'm alone again