yellow moon-shaped lamp
my hair was tangled and feet were cold
bed sheets wrinkled on the floor
a yellow moon-shaped lamp
still on from the night before
i woke up at seven thirty-four
to the sound of quiet steps and closing door
did you lock it on your way out
did you turn around
did you wash your coffee cup
was it her you thought about
or did you think of something else
what song was on your mind
did you sing along or was your throat too tight
was it her you thought about
how messy was your hair
did you brush your teeth
did you zip your bag or was a shirt sleeve hanging out
was it her you thought about
were your feet cold too
what colour was your shirt
did you swallow all your tears or did you cry out loud
was it her you thought about
or was it
the day you taught me how to walk
my feet on yours in yellow socks
yellow moon-shaped lamp
still on from the night before
seven thirty-four
quiet steps and closing door
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