We played the rhythms of our talks
like candle-lit shadows on these walls.
All through the starry skies,
we raised our laughter to soar up high;
The closeness of your skin crawled under my desire,
where we held each other,
warmed by our lonely inner fires.
Displaced.

But, brightened by the light of day,
I found your voice drifting away.
You rolled yourself up behind a smile,
kissing my shoulder, lingering a while.
Misplaced.

Then you traced the contours of my life,
and left without saying goodbye.
The windows pouring the sunlight in,
leaving me wallowing in the scent of your skin.
Erased.