when the morning comes

We could lay right here
Still, just breathing
And the space between us
Awaits for words to fill the silence.
But sometimes there is just nothing
Left to say,

Just like tonight

When we could lay right here
And I'd ask you to open your eyes, and
Kiss me once, or maybe twice,
Or till you reassure my heart
To take your conviction for sweet repose

But not tonight

For we'd lay right here
Entwined in pristine satin
Unmoving, just breathing
Like we're one,
But not quite.

For tonight there is no need
For empty words, nor
Water kisses and caresses,
But just the honesty
That I won't find you beside me

After tonight.