In the night
i am reminded of every other
night i’ve spent alone
of the endless procession
of time
gone
of the moments where
it was never too soon
to initiate the ecstasy of my
swoon
under the vellum tabled
candy stacks
where i sought refuge in
the smile of your
coming
within the syncopation of my
strumming
against the rhythm of our
humming
i handed you an
invitation
to the
end.
