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Aug 2015
I’ve worn your shirt for two days
I can't bring myself to take it off

It carries your scent
Reminding me of long nights tangled up with you

You hated the way the fabric clung to your body
Yet I loved how it hugged your broad shoulders

You loved to see it on me
And adored how the hem reached my knees

We exchanged that shirt
Back and forth, and back and forth

On your back during the day
And wrapped around my body at night

Enveloped in your bare arms and chest, asleep
With your shirt as my nightwear

Now, I sleep alone

But I continue to spend lazy days and sleepless nights
In your red t-shirt
For WY and for the shirt I couldn't give back to you. One day I'll let it go.
Allyson Walsh
Written by
Allyson Walsh  Minnesota
(Minnesota)   
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   --- and mark cleavenger
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