is there sunlight on your bed?

shadows light the tears in the pillow
the silkiness where you closed your eyes
and sweat bonding two bodies
under the blankets of velvety lies

where your absence now glows
in the dark of the night
where beats down on me with sun
at her first chance to rise.

where i wake to fall back onto
my knees in the new of morning
and where no fabric is soft enough
to help with mourning

just set the alarm when you decide to leave again

this time