they say thieves rule the nights

that the shadows conceal losses

but this is not true

every morning when i bring you coffee
her blend, touch cinnamon, cream, one lump

know we will soon be on our way

duty calls, it is how life is sustained

as i leave thru the door

knowing you will soon be following

my drive to work has given me time

to understand

it is the day that robs me of you

it is the day that is the biggest thief

it is in the light is my greatest loss

now you understand

why i am so anxious when we do meet

for the occasional lunch

as i pull your seat back, you sit

i kiss your cheek
looking at you thru carnations, red, white, pink
i am happiest in my thiefdom

having lunch with you 

it is my way of reclaiming the riches

the day robs me of, you

1/27/19