Riddles to Forget Me By
About to cry, you choke it.
Ready to speak, you sip it.
Wanting me, you suck it.
I know your breath.
Hungry, three fingers to your ribs.
Scared, dead atop your knees.
Emoting, wild at their farthest reach.
I know your hands.
In hurt and rapture, parted.
In scorn, making the air explode.
In sleep, rooting like a newborn.
I know your lips.
Square and gray, determined.
Rimmed in white, waving shoulder-high hellos.
Dancing in ocean waves, laughing.
I know your eyes.
I cry to think how much I know
Of you, but must forget.
You will forget me too.
And, yes, I know
You hate it when I talk like that.
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