Right Side

Empty spaces
Since you left my bed
I find comfort in sleeping with books
They find their rest on your side
Making it less empty
They are not warm
Don’t make me moan
The way your body did
Don’t sigh their name like a prayer
When I read them
For awhile they offered comfort
Not now
It is time
I am ready
I hope
Tomorrow
I will be moving the books to the shelf
Making room
Once again
In my bed