Two Lovers Viii - She Leaves Tomorrow
She sleeps
He watches as
fine strands of brown silk
have escaped her scrunchy
and flutter near her face
riding the even breaths
from her acquiline nose
and slightly open mouth
He carefully tucks the wisps
behind her ear
Touches her jaw lightly
by accident
She closes her mouth and swallows
but does not wake
He lays on his side
Sharing her pillow
Arms crossed
Absorbing her face
Consciously
Knowingly
Engraving a memory
A keepsake
A moment that no one else
will ever have with her
Just for him
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