Home from work much too early
Catching up on mundane chores of life
Fresh clean bedding is laid on the bed
I recollect how we writhed around in the crisp Egyptian cotton sheets
Like wild animals in an eloborate mating dance
The scent of your shampoo still remains on your pillows
where you once lay your head
I realised how orderly everything now is
Except the thoughts that keep invading my head
There’s too much room on the dresser where a melody of colours once lived
Abundance of space now invades the wardrobe that was once ours and
Coat hangers now hang redundantly
Space in the draws where your lingerie resided
Room in the cupboards where your
Handbags and Shoes use to que, once all in order of size and height of heel
I remember how when we were preparing for a evening of pleasure
The air would would thick with your fragrance
And out of the mist my Venus in Jimmy Choo’s would appear
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