I felt you
as I move fast
the downtown alley
your beautiful I know
the scent of you smell hunts me
everywhere I go you are there
I feel you in all of my senses
you’re just like a detail in the fabric
drenched when soaked
tattered in time
broken in pieces
drained where the water flows
forgotten in time you go
remembered once but never twice
held once more felt over smelled again
for you are a detail in the fabric.
Double etheree this time.
In response to the November Notes Writing Challenge hosted by Sarah Doughty of Heartstring Eulogies and Rosema of areadingwriter.