I couldn't get the after taste out.
My hands clenched in fists
From the void in my chest
No relief in the air from
Your memory's caress
Your face keeps me up,
Your name like a knife
That's poking and prodding
Back into my life
Too many hours
Escaped from me
Too many suns risen
With not enough sleep
I've been invaded
By your haunting regret
A sweet loss of relief
A surrender I've met
And I'm faced with a choice
Behind enemy lines
Hold this sharp pride
Or face lovely demise
A 5am battle
I've fought too many times
I've run out of strength
And your strength runs on mine
Closed eyes offer no answers
Dreams no advice
A precarious position
That'll eat me alive
Your openness
May have been your undoing
Yet I'm the one left here
Wondering "What was I doing?"
My skin remains bare
Stripped of you
My coverage gone
My bones peeking through
I can feel you in the mornings
When my mind's off it's leash
In the vacant spot next to me
Your name still on the lease
But the hours will pass and morning will go
Time will move on like it should
Until then I'll savor this moment
While the taste of you is good
.K SG C.
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