You’re leaving in the morning,
So I hold you a little closer.
Your skin, sad and comfortable,
Like worn silk.
You’re leaving so I try to run my hands through your hair.
Roots so strong I can feel Africa catching in my fingers.
You’re outta here so I breathe you in.
The smell of you leaves me dizzy with cinnamon and hibiscus.
You’re in the wind when daybreak hits,
So I shut my eyes tight, try and dream up a world where you stay.
I get distracted by your breathing, calm and somber.
Everything will change when you rise like a Phoenix and leave me in the ashes.
I’ll be covered in the dust of your new dawn
And forgotten, like good dreams in the night.