You've gone, but I can still feel you.
The heat of your skin is still in the sheets.
My body is still marked with your touch.
I can still feel the pain from your fingernails and teeth and I still have the goosebumps where you kissed me.
The dampness between my thighs attests where you have been.
I smile, stretch and purr, knowing that soon you will be wholly absent, but right now I can still feel you.
And it feels so good.