traced the knuckles of my fingers
as though trying to unlock some mystery
Previously there were
sleepless nights, trying without success to answer
all of the questions our bodies were asking.
Once upon a time, I
rolled over to your side of the bed
while you showered,
just to hold the heat there.
not that long ago.
When I could reach out for you and grasp more than just
the shadow of where you used to be
thanks to Templeton for the phrase