YOUR SHIRT AND TIE

I awaken from a blissful dream of you holding me and kissing
me the way you did back then.
I close my eyes hoping to re-dream that dream so I can feel you
once again.
Reality killed all desires of my momentary care when I noticed
all that was left of you… your shirt and tie; lay neatly across
the chair.
The You I feel in love with so long ago have suddenly gone away;
I miss him all the time. Truth provoked a devastating fact of a
love played only in my mind.
I can still smell your masculine scent – Polo Blue so prevalent in
our room. This morning a fire you ignited with a simple kiss but
It fizzled out too soon.
Our alpha and omega viewed in my mental kaleidoscope of happier
times gone by. And I can feel your sexy essence all over me as I
wear your shirt and tie.
Hours tick away with the sun setting and the moon rising to confirm
day has now become night. Calmness warring with hysteria as my
sanity threatens to flight.
Playback of you leaving me breaks my heart but I’m trying hard
not to cry! I’m determined to be strong but until you come back
to me I will wear your shirt and tie.
I know I should chill out, be patient…but me without you? I can’t
front the thought alone hurts. So, with great anticipation I will lay
waiting for you to return home from work.