Now? Poem by Susan Lacovara

Tell me, lover
Are you alone with me
now

In the break of morning
Stretching and stirring
from sleep

Reaching for the arms
You did not think
to keep

My tangle of hair
Erased from the pillow
next to yours

What of the music rising like the sun
Strumming our souls
together

How far we have travelled from love
To this place of abandoned train stations
with nothing in sight

Are you with me now, Lover
In a secret whispered breath
of longing for a last look