When you say no
your face barely moves.

When you say yes
your soul barely smiles.

when you say maybe
your body barely
and suddenly


Your bed is cold and
I sleep over your mark.
Your mark is here and
I sleep over your memory.
Your memory transcends and
I sleep no more.

Your day is tomorrow and
I dream wide open.

Your new day is
when your closed honey
will sleep over
the imprint of my bare night.

I now tremble.

I must lay down tonight
with all my strength
so when your turn comes
tomorrow night
you too will shiver
knowing that my body was
so close to yours
off by a single day.

I don’t know why
but in your side of the bed
I still tremble.

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