LeavingYouThere

~ T M Mulligan

Sitting at the

Buffet of you

I noticed my

Hunger each dish

The slope of

Your throat the

Sweetness of your

Lips each morsel

Of time that

We spent together

Sated my hunger

Now full the

Delicacies I sampled

Lack their allure

They’ve become just

Another meal substinence

Something to be

Devoured I’ve paid

The bill and

Left the table

Leaving you there