Stencil Page Poem by Cris Ben

Where are you this grey morning skies?
Are you behind these dark grey silhouettes
Of buildings and mountains stretching all around me?
Why did you leave me a stencil page of you
On my my pillow with your head mark etched
And your scent, too, etched in my head?
I may make copies of you in the same bed;
However, will still long for that only piece
Out of this stencil page-
For no one will ever fit that space perfectly the same again
Than the outline of your body, my love,
And of course your loving face...