Folding Laundry

i knew the moment
it touched my hand
without even seeing
i could feel her body
filling it’s softness
without her being
here right beside me
suddenly she was
in this shirt so thin
body meeting body
heat touching heat
fingers stroking skin
i lingered in the moment
it touched my hand
as if she were near
wanting her body
to fill it’s softness
wishing she were here

jwturner
December 8, 2012
folding a shirt she wears to bed

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