I could almost feel your hand in mine
it's not there anymore

your long straight
plain hair
not chocolate
more like an almond
color

Your Bones
I could break
in one twist

your wrist in my whole hand

you have no clothes

I wanted to buy you some

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I can't remember your voice

maybe if I think
I would

I can

but I don't want to

your laugh
your hands

Your chocolate eyes
coffee black

are faded into the pit bottom
of my head

could we go see a movie on the weekend
if I ever see you again