I cannot draw
the curve of your almond-shaped
eyes when you laugh,
and I cannot draw
the outline of your lonely hands,

but I can write you.

I can describe the way
your body snuggles next to mine,
just enough so that
you can feel the friction.

I can describe the way
your voice sways to the sound
of chirping birds on the
first day of spring.

I can describe the way
your eyes reflect the
soft pink sunset.

I can even describe
the way you loved me.

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