Remember

20190526_2314002290478655032929904.jpgTonight I am going to wrap myself inside your blanket.

The one with the pale green squares

And the flower patches.

Your smell is gone.

And I don’t know if this was your favorite one.

But I remember it at the edge of your bed

Draped over your soft,

Cool feet.

It has been too long since I have felt your arms

Wrapped around me,

Felt your warm, pink cheek against mine.

I have this blanket left

To seek comfort from.

To hold it against me.

I want to close my eyes

Feel your breath,

Smell your skin cream against my face.

Feel you mouth the words,

Sempre vicino.

J. Hamilton