The scent of you fills my pillow, it
Fills my heart as my arms long
To hold you.
Empty is this bed without you.
Hearts yearning as I brace for
The long wait ahead.
But I carry you with
me, for your sweet scent lingers
Next to me, in me, always.




About prewitt1970

Born in a vineyard in 1970, napa valley to be exact. Published Poet, International Artist, Cancer survivor and Advocate for young onset Parkinson's disease. "Be brave, Be bold and thrive in the life you have." c.2012
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