Alone

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Alone

 

In the morning when you were gone,

I woke up several times realizing it.

My dreams weren't comforting and I wasn't relieved

when I woke up without you.

Once I was on my back half awake and I felt the bed move,

slight depressions like the quiet foot steps of a cat.

I couldn't open my eyes, partly in fear,

but I called your name and you answered.

And I embraced you.

And when I woke up,

you were not there.

Now I sit quietly alone in front of the window

looking at the bay,

waiting for you,

and feeling peaceful,

and complete in my expectation of your arrival.