Morning

[michaelboy]

when I recall the most
of you: tangled arms and
the texture of your skin
This pattern, of which
the warp and weave
has left a forever print
and scent of its fabric
deeply in my hand

Comments

[tactilemuse]

Oh this is lovely. It reminds me of a scarf I have from my mother that used to smell like her. Or of those marks on your skin when you fall asleep in the afternoon on a day off, tangled up with a lover in a square of mid-day sun. <3