EAVES DROPPING.

I hear you talking 

In your sleep,

What do you think?

What do you see?

Do I ever wander

In your dreams?

And if I do.

What kind of stories,

What kind of movies,

What kind of scenes

Do you see ourselves in?

You won't tell me, will you.

Because when you wake

It becomes an intimate 

Secret that is forgotten:

I hear talking in your

Sleep. Again.