Slippery Seperation

I used to like to watch you
Especially from behind
As you climbed on and did
Reverse cowgirl bump and grind.

I liked a little later
To look down there and see
The slippery separation
Of what was you from me.

Then you would lie beside me
Your fingers trace my chest
And tell me all the things
In me unlike the rest.

Now you sleep at distance
On your loveless quest;
I doubt if you remember
When I was still the best.