Tomorrow
I was lost to yesterday
She had fled to tomorrow
Distance growing between us
A foreshadowing of sorrow
Sticky sweet love
Intertwined in doubt
Spooning our secrets
As suspicion mounts
Her feet are cold
The sheets emotionally bare
Refusing admission
To the requiem of a love affair
Soured by silence
Truth coalesced
Yesterday doesn’t want
Tomorrow to confess
Copyright © Xavier Keough | Year Posted 2005
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