She...

She came and left and like a quick breeze.
Brief and welcomed but to unsatisfying.
It was good while it lasted.
Extacsy she brought me.
I close my eyes and dream of the next time she visits.

The weekend.

Alright, back to work. Sigh.

P.S. I slept 3 hours last night. I was tossing and turning in bed. Was it the tea I had at CoffeeClub after dinner that caused it? Or perhaps I just didn't want to close my eyes, knowing that when I open them, the weekend would be over.