4am comes with a new uncertainty
this time around-
he hasn't called yet-
I was awakened by nothing but
the stark reality that
I am alone
in here, so cold...
sighs are muffled into wide pillows
and I try to not worry-
I close my eyes and curl my toes
-the cat pounces on them again,
my mind drifts to
when you can be here
and I can sleep again,
wistful smiles crossing
slightly parted lips...
the frosty haze of sleep slips in..
Beethoven rising in still night air...
I'll think about it all in the....