sadness from the night

last night
as the clouds spread thin
breaking like long dry leaves
long in the open
there was a loneliness;
last night
as the street lights
cast their glow on the walls
and their fingertips touched my lips
there was a sadness;
last night as the cool wind blew
and the blinds whispered
to the stealthy lover
there was an agony in the heart
sweetheart
even though we lay beside each other;
and this morning
that bitterness lingers
like a bad aftertaste on the tongue
like a bad hangover in the head