So she
left me
early
Monday morning-
30
minutes into the new day.
She
left me,
relaxed
from the hottub
and
spinning from the beer
(I
don't even remember how
many
we had drank that night)
I remember
her body though,
soft
and firm
long,
flexible legs pinning me to the couch
We
managed to lose two hours
in
a blackened haze
Two
hours never to be recalled,
never
to be remembered
Two
hours of life, gone
Two
hours of her, sacraficed
to
who knows what
because
of who knows what
But
I do remember her
her
smile when she whispered
"tomorrow"
her
sterness
her
need when she said
"discretely"
So
she elft me to face my world
She
left me with a kiss
and
one hell of a hangover