You and I

The coffee still
Tastes the same,
Unruly, my lips,
Refusing to curve down,
As if, they know,
You.

Parallel lines,
Dancing in a circle,
My chest feels light,
And heavy,
That fleeting touch,
You.

A better woman,
I think not,
My halo was always
Pink and sparkles,
Now there’s yellow,
You.

Never have my ears,
Craved the unsaid,
Twinkle of an eye,
Brush of fabric,
A thousand plots,
You.

Song of a swan,
Eyes that wait,
A lifetime,
Perhaps not enough,
A fool in love,
I