Closing the Curtains

We fought the same way we kissed

Full of liquor and passion

And our bodies would cave in

We always gave in

Slaves to our favorite

Sensations

We drank like we had nothing left

We loved like we'd had nothing yet

And when the sun interrupted us again

We responded by closing the curtains

We wrought the fortunes we were sure we'd missed

Full of absinthe and expectations

And our hearts would lie so peacefully in

The beds we unmade

Graves for our favorite

Sensations

We drank 'til we had nothing left

Loved 'til we had finally spent

One morning too many

Closing the curtains.