In Absence
It felt odd,
going to be without you.
My legs tucked and curled around
my body pillow felt soft, but unlike
your familiar hands.
gentle hands that often cradled me to sleep.
Hands that did much more than this
pillow ever could, but will have to do for now,
for all that's left is the scent of
your head that laid here
last night or is it just a memory of you
gone so many nights ago
Copyright © Lystra Harrigan-Cox | Year Posted 2019
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