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Fridgid air  
Aches my bones

Slow exhales  
Imitates clouds of a smoker  

Dusted frost
And rosey cheeks

Remind me  
Of our winter fling
Puff on your cigar
And flash me a smile

Sip on tequila
And dry my tears  

Drive for no cause  
And expound your knowledge

Obsess over perfection
And believe in me

Wake at dawn
And show me true love

For every quirk in you
There is an upside
And I am blessed
It's midnight again
My body exhausted,
Mind alert  

Drowning in lukewarm whiskey,
Counting sheep
I've tried everything

Words I didn't say
Actions I didn't pursue
Haunt me in the darkest of hours

He's gone  
And I'm left without a glimmer of hope,
An ounce of sleep
My eyes bear the weight of the world
As his low voice mutters the words of 'Sweet Caroline'

Cool November is the creator of the goosebumps that inhabit my thighs
But he warms my body with his presence

Wrapped in blankets  
Limbs intertwined
Our breathing becomes one

Tracing my curves oh so delicately and humming sweet tunes
He lulls me into a deep sleep once again

His course ****** hair scratches the curve of my neck
As I dream of happier times and warmer days
I loved the sand easing its way in-between my toes
and the cool ocean waves beckoning me

I loved the creak of the boardwalk
and the moons reflection on the Atlantic  

I loved the light salty air  
and the eerie chirps from the seagulls

More importantly I loved you  
and the times we shared seaside
Pools of smoke race off his tongue
As convincing words flee his mouth  

By the grace of his worn leather jacket
I'm drawn in again

His kisses doused in liquor
Pull me in deep  

One hand followed by the other
Trace my vulnerable spine

The warmth of his body quickly fades
As his Camaro drifts out the driveway

— The End —