Just one last word, that’s all I want
the thank you or the sorry or the wondering why –
just one last word.
And what were our last words, that late and windy night?
You asked me to ask them
to turn the light down over your bed.
I kissed you goodbye.
You were worried I was driving home so late and I said
I’d be all right.
I asked them about the light.
They said they still had tests to do.
They’d have to leave it on.
I often wonder if you think
I let you down,
didn’t ask them after all,
swanned off into the windy night,
not coming back for that extra kiss
like I used to
just in case…
Just one last word.