So here I am..

Lonely as I get ready to sleep
I pull the comforter and folded
linen, off my elastic sheets.
I think of you, and immediately
closing my eyes, desiring you,
pull off my shirt and feel upon
my breast.
Grabbing a hold of your shirt, the gray one
the one stills stuck with your scent..
I ramble it between my hands, rubbing
it against my body,my
face, smelling, soaking
in the aroma of the being of
you.
The room is still and I enjoy the
slow gestures of dressing myself
with your only existence.
I feel you,
kind of how you
feel
when you
put me on
as a dressing upon
your body.
9/3/16 1:50am