silk sheeted memory
Lilliya Arlene
Perhaps
My favorite memory of you is from
That one cold morning
When I woke in your warm arms:
Your shoulder kisses
And
Raspy voice
Were more beautiful
Than any sunrise I’ve ever seen.
When I miss you,
I revisit those silk sheets:
Perfectly preserved
In the folds of my mind.
With everything you’ve put me through,
That is how I choose to
Remember us.
To remember you.
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