Sucrepop

Grey Morning light on empty chairs
Coffee cooling, no one cares
You left your scarf, I left my pride
We both forgot the tears we hide

The breeze still hums your favorite tune
But I’ve grown quiet quiet with the moon
Years gone by, I’m guessing what I’ve missed
Filling empty space with the ghost of your kiss

Time slips through
the cracks we made
Soft as silk
sharp as a blade
Time leaks out through
the threads we pulled,
Heavy as mercury
bright as old gold.

Was it real love or just a frame of mind?
Did I ever see you, or draw you in my mind?
We danced around what we became
Two strangers playing a long-forgotten game

Books unread and shoes aligned
Still trace the shape you left behind
The clock forgets to count the hours
Since time dissolved between the flowers

Time slips through
the cracks we made
Soft as silk
sharp as a blade
Time leaks out through
the threads we pulled,
Heavy as mercury
bright as old gold.

Curtains breathe with morning sighs
Your echo lives in lullabies
The kettle hums a minor key
A quiet song you left in me

Time slips through
the cracks we made
Soft as silk
sharp as a blade
Time leaks out through
the threads we pulled,
Heavy as mercury
bright as old gold.