June 8, 2017

You left your button down shirt in my closet.


creases and all,

folds and all.


I put it on this morning
expecting to feel a sudden rush

of what? I don’t know. 
your smell, perhaps. 
your touch, of course.


In this shirt,
I thought about happy days.

The happiest of days.


I thought about your face against mine.


creases and all,
folds and all.



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