Hold it

There's a window for you
beside my bed
where you can catch
birds all day
searching for a moment
to keep forever.
There's a window for me
on the other side
to catch you
searching for forever.

Hold it right there-
hate is a very bad word
for that voice
when we were so
close to the birds
and the bees.

Wish you would stay
tell me you're going
to bed
but not going away
and closing my window
beside you.