Shadows On The Stair

Kettle hums in the quiet

Two cups

But I drink from one

Your coat still hangs by the doorway

Like you might come back

Then you’re gone

Talk to your side of the pillow

Ask how your day has been

The clock keeps turning in circles

But time stands still in this room we were in

Shadows on the stair

Thought I heard you there

Just your old song in the air

I reach out

But it’s only

Shadows on the stair

I keep your name in every prayer

You’re in each creaking wooden step

Every where

Every where

Some nights I almost dial your number

Let it ring in my mind instead

If love is just a kind of hunger

I’m still starving for the words we left unsaid