Your Face On The Pillow

I've got a freeze frame shot
in my mind
of your face on the pillow
in new light
Looking out at me opening the door
saying goodby
Looking at me looking at you.

And, the thoughts in your eyes
at the same moment
The ones with half empty answers
on your smile
to unspoken questions
Looking out at me opening the door
saying see you next week.

I stepped into the light, green
morning brightness
Aware of the air & trees,
stillness no breeze
And struggled to leave it was
not what I would have preferred
Looking out at me opening the door

Your image,
dancing on the hood of the car
stayed with me south is with me still
Looking out at me opening the door
saying see you next week
see ya then.