You come to me
In the night before morning.
You make love to me,
So sweet,
So soft.
I awake
With tears streaming.
No one has slept in the bed beside me.
You came to me in my dreams.

I study the bed where you never slept,
Matelassé coverlet, the color of sunshine,
Moonlight pours through the window.

I try to see your long, elegant body there.
Your Blackness.
I have memorized
Your haunting kisses in the middle of the night.
How you would touch my body
And tell me you loved me.

But, there is this empty space,
The place where you were,
Everywhere I look
This irreversible space.

Broken memory,
Broken longing,
Broken hearted,

I am broken,

Still, I desire.