Attempt to replace the way
I'd make you feel between the sheets,
Or the way I could feel you without
Even touching your skin.

Attempt to forget how
I'd cling to your body as
You made love to me
At 1 in the afternoon,

As we would attempt to make what we felt
Tangible by my hands gripping your thighs,
Your lips speckling my neck with kisses,
Our bodies intertwining to merge together.

Attempt to remember the way
I'd stare at you, getting dressed
And wondering how I could have
Let you leave bed in the first place.

I'd attempt to fight every urge
To pull you back into bed,
To trace your contours and curves-
I wanted to hang of your body like your clothing instead.

Attempt to find someone who
Will lay with you after and
Stroke the small of your back
While you catch your breath.

Attempt to love someone
Who will love you beyond
The bed sheets and closed doors-
I at least tried to.