New Year’s Morning

by lonewolfpoetry

 

I couldn’t sleep that night.

Not with your arm draped across my body

like a heavy vine, making my heart quicken.

I could not sleep knowing what that grey,

new year dawn would bring. Furrowed brows,

stolen glances, an awkward kiss on the cheek.

I still cannot sleep at night.

I feel your touch, I hear your promises.

(Promises quickly retracted.)

I sleep instead in the noisy hours of the morning

when I have no memories of you.

You’re always gone by then.

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