Bird Watching Poem by Bragg Adocio

Bird Watching

Can't sleep, not a wink, gotta think. Think if us think of you think of this.
So I can't sleep. No, not a wink. Might miss the early bird. Can't dream, can't coast, don't need it, just need to think. Think of me, me and you, us and this..... This kiss.
So I don't sleep, not a wink, I daydream with eyes open. Eyelids cloud my judgement, can't watch birds and dream. So I just sit... And think. Think of lips, think of us, think of this.
As you sweetly dream of blackbirds and the men who watch them, those who chase them, try to catch them, can't catch sleep.
40 winks.... I lost count. So I can't wink, can't sleep, counting sheep. No, counting wings. Counting things in my room that remind me of you. Why? Because I can't sleep, no, not a wink. Because you cause me to think. Think of love, think of this, and how much I want it.
That is, this kiss.