Monday, December 28, 2009


The glow of the candles dim
as I listen to the clock
tick tock the seconds off.
I run my fingers across the
smooth pink satin
that rests against my skin
but there is not enough material
on this lingerie to keep me warm
so I grab a blanket
and wrap it around my shoulders.
I sip the wine that now tastes
a bit like my mood…
that you are not yet home.
Another year passed
another anniversary
you missed
while I waited.

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