Cotton

Morning

Rain

Washes

Blueness

Loss

Down

Street

Alone

Chilliness

Wrapped

In

Linen

Tear

Dollop

Moistens

Pillow

Longing

Aches

Burning

Belly

Rains

Patter

Giggles

At

Missings

Turning

To

Where

You

Were

I

Gaze

Upon

An empty

Ocean

Of

Cotton