This is a focused fun litany with chuckles splashing me at the end of each line. Especially loved the juniper trees and cotton thief, well, and that last line.

When I saw the title and "S.K. Kenworthy" after it, I knew this was a must read, and I wasn't wrong...

I really like the two voices evident in this; the second one whispers in our ears, creating a great scenery for your words, and possesses the right endearing quality. We are left feeling like we've been let in to a very intimate moment -- a reflection of intimate memories -- and left longing. Well done, Sir.

P.S. If it were me, I would've experimented with making the "sweet nothings" in italics. Perhaps you considered other techniques to distinguish those words and went with this because it had the desired effect. Only you would know :)

It's a sweet piece. I love the form, the last few words of each line are like percussion keeping this just slightly restless beat to your melody.

So very romantic. You picture tossing and turning, equidistant and yearning. Glossy shouldered reflections... Wow Worthy. Wow.

I wasn't expecting much of a poem entitled "without you," but that just made this surprise all the more pleasant. Wonderfully creative, and I apologize for my initial, utterly unfounded doubts. :)

i love the coupling like "cotton thief" & "fabric syllables" - this poem is beautiful Steven, but its also so sweetly sad.

Damn baby, now that's poetry. As sad as it is. I think I caught a few references to other poems in here. On the positive side, at least you know a brilliant moment when you're in it and at least you've shared these moments with somebody and at least you know how to express them. Applesause. You are here now.

Nice as usual SK, I note the different flow and how you close each line. It didn;t initially draw me in and make me gasp like you usually do with the beginning of a poem but perhaps this is due to the melancholy of the piece. Either way, I derive alot from this and may toy around with something similar.

Cotton thief and restless toss turn was terribly cute Beautiful and heartfelt. This was so convincing and sad I think I am missing her too. Brings the reader close and near to all the pain. I feel it.

Sweet and sentimental. I like the unexpected images at the end of each line. Nice

...Mister Master K. ...a profoundness found in a puddle; alliteration to the nth degree w/ the 'i can't' WORKS so well with your punctuated uttered emphasis at the end of each line! genius. some collectables in this peach...my fave: juniper trees and cotton thief.

Beautiful...painful....poignant...bittersweet. There is an ache here I relate to -though I wish I didn't...but as always your words soothe the most pained parts of me -and as always, I am grateful for your writing of them.

A truly super insight into a gut-rendingly sad situation. The Bee Gees would be proud!

I see such simplicity in this piece SK. That isn't a slam either. It's a compliment. I think we over look the simple things, the little things in our relationships, and most importantly our lives. This reminds me of a child, how they see everything and take it all in.

spoken like a true love...