Where do you put your arms
as the night swallows your bedroom?
Do they dangle over a rib cage,
warm and separate from you?
And is the rhythm of her breath,
Rising and falling unsteadily
Your favorite lullaby?
And where do you put your hair
as the morning sun intrudes?
Do you let it fall all down your back,
Or do you fasten it to your skull
Put on your glasses
And brew coffee to cut the
Nostalgic
Lingering
Scent of fall?
And where do your thoughts meet
When your mind races?
Is there a taste stuck on your tongue?
Or a conversation stuck in your head?
Do you breathe my name when
you can't find sleep?
I'd always kiss your eyelids
And rub your back...
Do you remember that
And do you miss me?
Do you ever miss me?
Sometimes I miss you so deeply
I can feel your absence in my lungs
Do you miss me at all?