Today, like most days since you left my bed lies empty The summer of this room has faded to winter your smell has slipped from these sheets I still think about you when bodies come to visit Mistaking their longings for your own and their moans for your sweet songs Hoping that one day you will be the one opening the door returning to bed In the meantime I still have my dreams all of them laced with memories of you
What was once, I know can never be.
I am currently switching my poems to allpoetry.com bc I have issues uploading here as well as just general site navigation. Love you all. I am on there @Konreg