Tears Fall on My Pillow

Your scent on your pillow

Gave rise to my spirit, my soul

Looking at the day ahead

Adventures to be had,

Memories to be made

 

Solo in the Big City

Just me against the world

While you’re 30,000 feet above

Somewhere over the mid-west

 

New places, new faces

Broadway to 28^th Street

One train after another,

Each foot in front of the other

 

Reminiscing of a love found, lost,

Then found and lost again

Another subway stop,

People step on and step off.

 

Their faces are cloudy

Your face replaces theirs

The kiss good-bye

One last, endearing whisper in my ear

 

Five-blocks here, five blocks there

Blisters forming on my heel-clad feet

My Calvin Klein suit sticks

To my body in the New York heat

 

Waiting for opportunity to knock

A door to open, life anew

Reality hits, life without you

Sets in again

 

A cruel joke, fate teases me

Connections made, two hearts as one

Even if for one night,

Save six months

 

The long walk back to 46^th and Broadway

Grab my suitcase, short taxi ride

Taking the PATH train to Jersey

People step on and step off

 

Their faces are cloudy

Your face replaces theirs

Two more trains and a shuttle van
And I’m finally there

 

Nine thirty, the sun has long set

My empty room calls me

Beckons me to rest

I give in, exhausted

 

Collapsing on the rock hard bed

I clutch my pillow, closing my eyes

For a moment, you’re there

Right beside me, reaching for me

 

Your breath upon my face,

Your hands on my body,

Your eyes looking through me

Reminiscing of a love found, lost,

Then found and lost again

As tears fall on my pillow.

(c) 2008. Tracey Gould. All rights reserved.