when you next see me
look for the
flowers
nestled in my hair
silk petals tangling with
enthusiastic
flaxen curls
and you will
know
that i have
forgiven you
i will trace
the moonbeams on the backs
of your hands
and if we kiss
(and we will)
i will keep my eyes
open wide
so i can
memorize your face
and tattoo
your love onto my
soul