the precise angle of your shoulders
or the tight curve of your smile
but it has been a while
and the skin forgets its goosebumps
the heart forgets its joys
there is a deepening void, and i cry
I remember! I remember!
pleasing aches and little plummeting delights!
of course! the pain of that jagged edge of satin petals fluttering out of sight!
on a sunny day --
I remember (because i'm terrified
to recall only that i've forgot,
to know only
that i loved you once and then i loved you not
as undeniably
as dreadfully
as a dead thing rots).
