I’ll remember to
memorize every sound
and every movement
you make,
even in sleep,
as you dream,
and in your waking hours
as we try to outlove
each other
from dawn to late evening,
not counting the hours
when we’re together,
because I have
to find my way back,
alone or with you,
to the place where
I first heard your
name.
Share with me
more of your time;
share with me more
than just your time.
I could use some spare
In case there’s a need to
add to the color of summer
in your
absence.
