The Aftermath

I had you on my mind
 In visions more refined
 The further back in time
 Some friends of friend's estate
 Home for the holidays
 The smell of conifer and mulled wine
 Seducer's calculus
 I feigned an accident
 Reached out and grazed your neck
 My god it's been so long
 I see you're moving on
 You're right, we're not dead yet
 We find an empty room
 More catching up to do
 And what is one more regret
 When I ask you what you want you flash a guarded look
 You taunt me with your eyes
 As you parse over the aftermath
 But in times like these my silver tongue
 Returns to me undying love I pine
 Until you give it up
 And turn out the light
 Then the morning takes
 The love away
 Leaving only ashtrays
 And broken bottles
 How I long to shake
 My own shoulder blades
 When I rise before you wake
 To avoid the trouble
 And when I leave you will owe me nothing
 When I leave it will all mean nothing