Strip

she lays in bed
two days before leaving
not even that
a day and a half

i tell her to stay
but she can’t she won’t
not even her feelings
can keep her

and i say nothing
i can’t say anything
i can only kiss her back
and pull her close

in two days
on a plane
22 hours away
on an island

if i could strip everything
from her past
my past
naked, bare, clean, anew

i could squeeze her hand
tell her to stay
no
if i could strip it all away

these words wouldn’t be
the plane wouldn’t exist
the ocean wouldn’t see her
from the window in the plane

~ by kevinthomas on April 4, 2008.