I thought you left me
by Olivia Gwyn
I feel you lay the sun on my skin
like a blanket in December
Feel your hands in my hair
like the wind
I thought you left me,
I whisper
You are not angry,
but instead soak me in sunshine
You were never good at keeping your distance
instead, this—
You, in the sun and the laughter,
a reason to wake up in the morning,
cinnamon toast and a new set of markers
I’m in the kitchen surrounded by
girls, now women, I love
and you are there
I remember again
how much you love to see me smile,
how you love being with me
Enough to never leave
