3am, you come without warning. Predictable yes, desirable no, magically you know. With a power unseen you manage the scene, some alarm, howl, light or flutter, you wake me from down under. Mocking me you leave, now 3:01, and I am done. Wide awake wishing for my dreamy state I curse the clock that keeps you safe. For If I could, I so clearly would, sleep to see your friend, 6am.