It's been awhile since pink and purple
touched the sky; I've slept much too late
or driven sunblocked to work at dark o'clock.
The dawn warms our faces as we drink
coffee, like we have done all night.
Neither wants to sleep, but we must
so we hush talk into each others mouth's.
We make plans, love and life all morning.
It's only two in the afternoon when I wake,
alone, remembering that was yesterday
and that day is long gone, like you.
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