The Morning After
(To L.K.)
Raw emotions
Nerves shot
Stomach churning
Eyes swollen from a night of tears
This is my morning after
Fearing the shadows at my door are his
I feel like the remains of the poor animal I saw on the road
while heading into my day of gloom
Please don’t stop by to say you’re sorry
I know I’ll fall apart
Box of tissues at the ready
Why, why did I let him into my heart?
It’s mid-morning and my emotions run high
No sight of him today
so my eyes remain dry
Thoughts of him take over my mind
steamy nights in the dark
the taste of his sweet kisses
the sweat, the moans, the joy
Damn
Is he as heartbroken as I
or is he relieved our affair has died?
Was he like me last night
in a ball in his bed where he thought of me and cried?
No
and No
Now No More
No more closeness in his arms
my hair left smelling like his Tom Ford cologne
No more secrets between us
no more sheets beneath us
no more waking up with a silly grin
because I dreamed all night of him
No more mornings after
(2014)
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