Nightly

She evades me; she's lost to me
Curling like cigarette smoke behind my lids
She creeps silently around me
Like she knows I miss her, like I need her
She smirks and crackles
With a static known to me in this hour.
She wants me to beg for her forgiving presence
Her very presence I need to function
I keep myself busy to let her see
To see that she can't bring me down
That she will always come to me
And let me forget what I don't want to know