Eyes wide shut -
I cannot sleep. You distract me.

Seeing you lay there
at the window
breathing out smoke
eyeing me as I tie my shoes.

I lose myself in the deep green
which moves with every step I take.
We say nothing. A disappointed smile
says it all.

Frustrated, I see the red, waiting for it to
become orange, then green;
wanting it to be the earlier green -
a longing for your smooth touch,
for the taste of cigarettes from your lips.

- I open my eyes and see nothing but black.
Alone I lay, on an empty bed.