Sometimes
you miss segments of her
and you wonder if it is
due to how she revealed bits and pieces of herself

It amazes me how...

On some days you take out all the blankets;
spread them across the bed and bury yourself
In warmth and then in hiding

While

On other days
you lay bare and daring -
unclothed, uncovered, unashamed

But perhaps this makes you feel closer to her...