sag sorrow

 in the crevasse of my bedroom i lay on my chaise and isolate. maybe its where i dissociate best

it could be the sweet misery that tastes like his tongue lingering on my skin

but it must be the somber place for my eyes to rest and fall into the dream like state where i left you

searching for your intangible figure in a crowd of look a-likes i see you , reaching for me i feel on your skin to once hold you again.

sparing myself the feeling when i wake, i close my eyes tighter to kiss you amorously and indulgently 

seeking your warmth around my waist, i follow you into the night. hanging onto the eve of your smile wanting to go away to where ever you stay 

i love the way you say my name. as i awake your face fades far away. bright eyed, i pray for the next time i can touch your face. warm in my gray chaise i no longer feel your tender sweet embrace;

left to hold my wandering thoughts 

in the wake of the day my mind straddles his dogmatic ways. as i lay awake my mind wonders where one secretes oneself for that is where he stays