You flick your wrist
It’s such a simple gesture
But it pierces a secret place in my soul
Hard as granite
Soft as snow
You waft about me
An ever present ghost.
Sometimes I can’t remember your face
Although it’s imprinted on my skin
Like a tattoo
It’s a beautiful tattoo
Butterflies and bees
Not dragons
Although I don’t know why
There is a recess
A simple thing
With soothing balm and ointment
and mind altering chemicals
That make it bearable
This thing
I want you
To speak to me
To hold me in your hands
I want you to remember me
In your far off place
I want you