Come--
Lay with me under my blankets
Kiss my skin
Memorize the pattern of my gasps
Leave bruises on my hips

Come--
Let's take a drive into town
Play our music too loud
And get sick from smoking
Too many cigarettes

Come--
Stop talking to me for over a year
And then call me up
Crying and saying
"It was you, always you.."

Your fingertips
Burned into my back
A little indent
On the lower left side of my spine