i hate this part
he rolls to his feet
slowly seeking and finding
in the dark his clothes
shoes, that pretty watch, the **** phone

he's going home
when he just made a nest
inside of me
when he just laid down
and rested for just a small **** while

why not longer, why not daybreak
sun coming up over your toes and into your nose
you warming your hands on my back
loving the feel of my legs brushing up
against your yawning form

why not ******
as you move toward the door
keys in hand
don't pull me in to kiss you
stay instead, play awhile longer

with me