The Smell

of him

is on

you again.



though I

know not

which him,



and I

don't care



I know there

is something

that you

search for

something in

your heart

that is

missing,



something

left unsaid

with someone

from along

time ago,



and I will

patiently wait

until

you are

ready to

tell me.



to leave

your conquests

like broken

china on

the floor.



to shower

and clean

your lips.



then I will

listen for

a thousand

lifetimes,



as I hold

you head

to my chest.



and let

your tears

fall like

a baby's

first moment

to the  

world.