words

sometimes

only the body

is what’s needed,

no words.

so that night

i stayed quiet

tried to memorize the feel of your

skin under my nails

the wrinkles in your face

when you smile

your thigh under mine

lips, tongue

fingertips on shoulder

teeth

to learn so well

that i would be able

to call up

those images

long after you are gone.

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