ice skating

Morning light found me
Ice-skating on the shadow
your cold breath left on my pillow
just before dawn.

Unwanted,
all my attention
spent the small hours knitting
winter hats and woolly socks
to warm us up through the windy night.

`It’s cold in here’
you said, your eyes half there,
and yet
half behind the glassy ice

‘Yeah’ I said, coming closer,
-my unwanted attention
dressing us both with her lonely night's clothes-

‘I gotta work’ and the ice
made crushing noises as you left the bed.
‘It's not that late’ I said, and I meant it.
‘Yes, it is’ and you meant it as well...

My unwanted attention keeps on knitting.
She doesn't know yet you're not coming back.