night echoes

"wake up." whispers
it's morning and
there's a whole world
outside the windows

was last night a...?
maybe, but her lips
could i have...
dreamed such wonder

now the day haze
giving up cigarettes
for dozens of coffees
still, those lips, on mine

all day
up and down ladders
tool belts bulge,
cold air tries the door

i am hotchocolate
warm