You untangle our limbs, Climb groggily out of my bed. Redress, tell me not to get up, to salvage a few last hours of rest. Quick kiss, then you slip out into the limbo of the wee hours of the night and the crack of dawn. Lonely, I instinctively roll to invade the side of my bed you claim as yours, Thinking if I wrap myself in your sent before it fades I won't feel so alone. But somehow you never seem to leave a trace. It's like you were never here. So I remain lonely.