i slip silent from the covers
i am awake, i woke alone
my chair hangs his dinner jacket new
where i took it off and then fucked you
where there’d be a slight tug on my shirt
or a tip tap on my head
a full on groan so callous of
the way you’d call me back to bed
the way you’d tuck soft in my neck
when it’s drizzling, when it’s warm
when all i want is to be in the sea
when all you want is to be with me
and i won’t admit it anywhere else
but i’ll admit that i missed this too
god forbid i find out who i really am
god forbid there be more than you