Until Thursday
I thought time would stand stop and start
Just for you and me.
You would stare at me in slow motion
Until I saw the twilight in your eyes
And the purple mingled with the blue
Of your cheek
You said your bruises will heal but
You don t want to feel like this forever
The time it takes to let go; merely
An instant, broken glass a mosaic on the pavement
Reflecting light in shades of crimson
Stained glass window to your pain
And I stared at you in slow motion
Reminder of the setting sun
I understood; no reason for you to return
So I won t cry
Until Thursday.