The Interloper

By Josh Naftel

My sleep is interrupted by your absence
and I'm pushed away from
sweet dreams
so I reach out for the sweater
left behind
with your gentle scent upon it
still attached
I latch on to it
and make a wish
that I may someday know rest
out of your comforting embrace,
denied to me from time to time,
sometime in this lifetime

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