there’s a slight bump
i reach out to you
and the bed is empty
warm where you were
with a vague scent of
your perfume
i slumber on your side
i don’t want you to
return to cold sheets
i don’t sleep very
well when you’re
not in bed with me
sunrise is seconds
away and you have
not returned to join
me, where have you
gone?
this happens every
morning since…
glb /// “every morning since…”
originally published 02/09/2014
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