sleep

pretending, I arrange

pillows, I arrange and 

I imagine 

the space

you would fill, your

breath's rhythm, your

mouth's heat

by my shoulder,

in my hair, the

movement on my hip of

a single finger tracing 

my pale skin. 

I imagine

the causal tangle 

of our legs. 

and then

I close my eyes,

lean into you,

and sleep.