Absence

Your scent in the bedsheets
The fibres molded to your body

Soft dreams imprinted there...
and the city sleeps outside

Leaves are glowing orange and gold
They flutter across the sky
My lips blush against the cold autumn air
And all I see is you

The sheets caress my arms
Like you did only yesterday
and under the weight of your warmth
I dream and I feel you once more

November 2009