By a quarter of eight, I miss your strong presence
Unrestricted, I also fear floating away
I hope that the calls come from no one but you
I am numb with details of the day

Then Six comes along, revealing a gift
An intangible touch shared at one minute past
Four hours till drudgery's end, till it's lifted
Our shadow embrace seems to last

At just ten, I stop walking the galaxy's fabric
Impatiently waiting to hear:
I will get myself to your house