I lie here watching the dark
overshadow the day, listening
to the rise and fall of your breath.
Let me taste your lingering kiss,
the length of your body against mine;
as somehow the night has grown cold.
Rain blows through the silence,
scattering against glass, like dreams
that have fallen on empty wet streets.
They fall heavy and wasted, littering the path
that start at the end of another life.
My life beginning is oceans apart.