Sometimes at night you are here

breath stirring my hair

hand warm on my hip.


Flat of my feet against your knees

shoulders against your chest

safe inside your curve.

If I turn, I know how you'll look

blue eyes closed

mouth slightly open

cheeks flushed.

So young in your sleep.

Pink morning light outlines your jaw

on the flowered pillowcase

I can smell your cologne:


You open your eyes with a drowsy smile

and vanish with the alarm clock's ring

not a dent in the pillow

no Eternity.

It's been a year today

When do I start getting over you?