The morning-fresh scent beckons.
You pad through soft warm sand,
leaving the letter unfinished.
Together we were better than vegan biccies –
sumptuous yet harmless, sweet but pain free
Then you took my whispers, slipped away with ease
Forget? (too bright to believe)
The temperamental lamp flickers,
while the puppy chews your blue striped socks
The stylus scratches another disc – yours
I close my eyes