Details in the fabric

At last what i hold of yours
is a hand full of materials made out of cotton
The smell and the feel refreshes my memory,
and brings you back to me.
I take hold of this fabric and hold it close to me.
Trust in me plays
As i pack your belongings and place them in a trunk
My heart begins to weep of your absence in appearance
I'm left holding your purple sweater
Each fabric brings a recaps of the moments we shared together
An image is drawn of how it looked on you
The smell of the fragrance of "pure seduction" hurts me,
makes me feel sick that your so far away
I look back on days you where here with me
I think about the nights we shared with each other
I think about when there wasn't any clothing
When it was just you and i, bare skin
When sheets where the only fabric.
when "pure seduction" was on your skin instead of in a bottle
on display at victoria along with "candy baby"
I missed it when the detail was mostly in us,
and now all i have is the fabric which i will hold
on to the detail forever

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love you so much