i forgot about a lot of things
while thinking of You
bright ribbons coiling,
springing, bounce
the light reflecting
in shards
I would catch one, open my mouth
place it on my tongue
and hold it there
until it became smooth as
sea glass
until it melted
By then I had forgotten
the droplets staining my dress
You had turned off the lamp
and there was nothing else
but the dark and you and the dark
and you