The kitchen towel all
Askew from where you dried your
Freshly washed hands

The bar of soap that
Touched your naked skin before
It next touched mine

The towel hung
On two hooks rather than one
After your shower

The dishes in
The sink from our dinner
Last night together

Water in your glass
On the side table by where
You sat to watch TV

Your chair askew
From when you sat to lace your
Boots before you left

The traces of you
Upon my life and heart
That remain behind

Until we meet again
These remnants will have to