it is 1:33
in the morning
and as i lie in bed
i have run out of fingers
counting the things
i miss about you

there is the way
you wrap your arms around my waist
as i stand between your legs
     the way you sometimes
     brush my hair behind my ear
     before you kiss me
          the way you press your mouth
          hard into mine
          never feeling close enough
               there is the way
               your warm breath
               feels on my neck
                    and my inner thigh

one after the other
all these things
pile up in my mind
until my fingers
must find
some other way
to put me to sleep


May 15, 2017