The Night Before

Awakening in the dusk
I find myself left alone
A single blanket draped over me
But where was he?

Did the night before really happen?
Or was it just a figment of my imagination?
Real or fiction
The night before became my addiction

Who was he?
I need to know
How could a man so wonderful
Just come and go?

I remember his face
The touch of his lips
I remember his hands
Soft and warm running down my hips

This is all to good to be true
I fell in love with a Man I never even knew.