In You Poem by Bethany Maxwell

I wrap myself in you,
I lay down to go to bed and feel you around me.
I feel your arms pulling me close,
Your skin against mine,
I feel your warmth engulfing me in safety.
I put my arms through you,
And close you around me,
I can smell you,
I can feel you,
I can hear the sound of your gentle breathing against my neck.
Though it's just my imagination.
Being that the extent of you that I have is a piece of cloth,
Fabric sewed together forming an empty shell that you once inhabited.
I've worn it so much it no longer has your scent,
It no longer lets me breathe you in from hundreds of miles away,
But it gives me just enough to cuddle up in,
To close my eyes and imagine being with you.
It's just enough to allow my mind to fill the cold cracks,
With the memory of how it feels to sleep next to you,
To be close to you, in ever way,
It may not be much,
But it keeps me sane after longer days,
And warm through cold nights.
It's just enough to get me from day to day,
Until I'll be with you again,
Until the lifeless cloth will be replaced by your living self,
It's just enough of home,
To get me through it all.
So until I'm by your side again,
Until I no longer need rely on my memory,
I'll close my eyes,
And wrap myself in you.



By: Bethany Maxwell

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