All my memories  
stand
in the center of your palm.  

All my kisses  
on the slant of your right eyebrow,  
the one that tilts  
when I act foolishly  
just like that—  
deeply.  

don't read me  
don't look at me  
don't listen to my words.  

Just look at me sometimes  
with closed eyes,  
the way only you know how—  
quietly  
like the sea  
just like that
deeply...