in between

Somewhere in between my coffee and my bath…

Some half remembered smell
Fills memories in my nostrils
And I think of easier times…(or were they?)
Of you…
Your way with words..
Your silences
Your advances & my retreats
Your opinions & my reproaches
Your victories & my defeats
And I try to fathom
Every wraith, ghost and phantom
In my head…

Somewhere in between my bath and bed.