redwinterroses

I keep expecting you
to fade
to wake up one morning
and not care
so I
keep myself
one carefully measured step away
in anticipation
of your loves decline

so when your cheek turns
and your attention
wanders
elsewhere
my heart will not be left
all awkward
hanging
from an elastic thread
you forgot to pull off
your old pair of socks

for its in your nature to
lose interest suddenly
we are both artists
who suck the marrow out
of each lovely bone

it just happens to be
my lovely bones
this time