Saving For Some Rainy Day

One cup of coffee, (not two) I remind myself while pouring The eye opening truth into patterned porcelain Lifting it to lips That yesterday lifted to meet your Waking to the alarm clock of Cardinal's song Revisiting my window sill Today I leave the curtains closed Not quite prepared to hear her music alone Instead I hum out of tune, to myself June promised heated days to grow my garden The overcast skies see to it to stall the blooms I straightened every room to fit your moods And now I tuck into closets every last reminder Of a Spring that never sprung I can dress in old jeans, Yankees tee shirt And take my time looking in the mirror No longer matching colors and sprinting sweet cologne To raise your senses to the arrival of me And a day that was meant for two, to explore There is a quiet, here...not completely new I remember it all to well It is the same quiet I lived within before you Before the whispers weighed in Before I stepped off the cliff of your summit Two clocks tick away, one in this room Another down the hall Telling me that time has again placed us apart You in the box that keeps your logical files Me, in the mainstream daydream of hope and how did this happen I was saving for a rainy day The bundles of belief and breakfast coffee kisses To build upon and use as our fortune, forward I saw not the gray clouds moving in Had I choose to remove my sunglasses, I might have