I thought it would always be,
Lasting
Sunlight streaming through cracks
Hitherto unnoticed,
Now screaming flood lights,
Blinding

Tearing away strands of silk,
Exposing
Cold, naked skin, oozing loss
Biting reality
Leaves me senseless, numb,
Shivering

Desperation scampers, scuttles
Reaching
For covers of comfort
Trembling fingers
Claw at translucent fabric,
Grasping

Longing for soft shelter,
Needing
To envelop in plush fibers of hope
But this towel is wet
Foiled expectation its clammy embrace,
Unforgiving

Stripped

Vulnerable

I wish you had stayed