TwentyEightMansions

Slow down, slow down my heart
It's not a race to the end I don't want to die

When I woke up there was your shirt on the back of my chair
Suggesting you were still in the house somewhere and
I could hear the kettle going downstairs & I
Realized there's no work today and
I met you last night in the usual place and your face
Was luminescent under the barlights
You came home with me and watched cartoons on the TV and it's
Only 57 days 'til Christmas