wrinkled sheets
fall asleep with me
strangle me

as i wake
in a surprise sweat
searching the mattress
for the feeling of flesh
against mine

for the smoothness of skin
and goosebumps rubbed together
seeking warmth

for the curve of her breast
as she lay
back against my chest

for the bumps of her spine
as she arches her back
embraces a pillow
i search for her smell
honeysuckle and almond

i search for the taste
of her mouth, her cheek,
her neck

all i feel
is the soft
delicate folds in the fabric
of my blanket

the only source of heat
that i have left

she left