day eight : getting into the shower

getting into the shower
after i have held you
is a hard thing

taking off the socks
that touched the inside of your sheets
where your body
spends every night

taking off
the pink shirt
taking off
the turquoise dress
i undressed to
when our bodies, compounded
got too warm

taking off
the pinkbluedpurple underwear
where your fingers
touched
where they hesitated
and where they
went
under

it is hard to say goodbye to
the touches
that are still there
on every
piece of cotton

for a minute
the pinks, turquoise, purple, blue, whites and blacks
on tile floor
transfer them to my memory
so they cannot wash away