I find pieces of you
Wedged in the strangest places
Tucked loosely behind my ear
A hair that kissed the nape of my neck which
Synchronized with your searching jaws

You linger
Tugging like gravity
On the edges of my lips

Once so defined
Now a fading chalk outline
Sketched   by your tricky nimble fingers
Molded by hands
I thought I knew
But this shape is unfamiliar

Elastic skin that won’t shape over bones
Tracing down my skin
Your fingerprints are brand marks now

-  GNE

If
I cupped my hands around you
A shelter
Created between overlapping fingertips
Would you glow?
I've always seen you
As my personal light show

I wish your memories were threads
Sewn through my skin
Your beautiful stitching
A make shift fix

But your memories are splinters
A dull ache
Hiding in the depths of my head

Splinters, you are a foreign object
My body in protest
You linger a reminder
Just behind my skin
*You're always there

But
I cannot love you
When I do not love myself