Maybe
I lie in bed at night and pretend the stuffed animal is you.
If I focus long and hard maybe I’ll imagine your heartbeat
Maybe I’ll feel your arm wrapped around my waist
Maybe I’ll smell the your musky cologne
Maybe I’ll feel the rise and fall of your chest
Maybe I’ll hear sighs and snores escape from your mouth
Maybe I’ll feel your legs wrapped around mine
Maybe I’ll feel a tingle from your lips on my neck
Maybe I’ll wear your old sweatshirt
Maybe I won’t feel so cold
Maybe I’ll wake up and you’ll be there.
This poem is about:
Me