These Days

I breathe you in The smell of your hair The taste of you skin. The promise of your body The you that is part me Laid out on sheets Whiter than your skin. Spread out across hope Bluer than the sky These things never leave me They haunt me these days When you are gone As I watch you drift The constant ache of absence Relieved when I see you again In spite the No Man's Land That lays between us, Probably, I'll close my eyes And try to cross again But, these days I go about my business I say my prayers Eat when I'm hungry Sleep when I'm tired And am duly cut in two One half here, walking around The other Laid out on sheets, Shorn thin Spread out across hope That is as blue As your eyes And as Warm as your skin