It takes time...by Rose Cortez

 It takes time...

to fold
my favourite
flannel sweater
that I used to wear.

I opened the door slowly, 
welcomed the warmth wash over me.
I took you out
with my rough hands
held 
your arm sleeves.
I lifted you up
pass my chin
higher than my head
reached up to my arms length.
You were red and black! 

I placed you down
on my face.
The buttons of you 
touched my forehead,
the tip of my nose,
the bottom part of my lip,
the softest part of my chin.

Remembered those times...
Walked
along the trails
​of our private islands.
Where it was just you and me.

'It takes time...by Rose Cortez 2016" #loverose

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