absence.

Its at night, when I miss you the most
When I notice your absence
The lack of your touch, your smile
Your scent, your tight embrace
Please, next time, stay a while

I long for your presence
I crave the sight of
Just to see you lying by my side
Merely a silohuette in the dark
I crave the sound of
Just to hear your chest rising
With every deep breath of air
That rhythm of unconscious thought
I crave the touch of
Just to feel your flawless skin
Trace my finger along your neck
Weave my hands through your hair

What I wouldn't give
To pull you closer right now
Burrow into your warmth
And rest, safe, at peace
Our love almost tangible
In those dark, early hours

Alone without you.

strands.

i lie here
             night after night
and pull
            and pull
                        and pull
each, a strand
                      of stress
                                  severed
guilt, and
              worry, grow
                                 in its place
they bite
             they chew
                            they linger
let them fall
                  fall to the floor
its better
             than blood
                             after all.