I dance across the paper
Flat and smooth
Foreign movements to all but me
And her

I know her
Better than anyone else
She trusts every secret thought
To me

Yesterday I fluttered across the page
In spirals, over and over
Beside numbers and notes
And lists

Today she wrote for hours
And salty drops
Spread my ink
Everywhere

The more she trusts me
The more I fade
I fear I will soon be
Nothing

And she will leave me
The one she trusted
With foreign movements and secret thoughts and salty drops
All alone