I can still feel her hands lingering touches the top of my thigh the valley of my hip
I can still feel her ear pressed to my chest and the rumble of her laugh
since yesterday
since the coffee, melted around her palms since the air froze still I wanted her close swinging dreams in front of me close enough to blur, to mistake for the mid-day sun
itβs all a time game now how long will she take to leave me? how long will she take to stay?