June Slapped Us Hard
Unpacking your memory;
Your letters smell like rain
On a humid day
You hated the sun
Do you still?
Do you sit still?
That is something I loved
Than watching you breathe
When you tried to sleep
Mumbling stories, yawning
I chickened out and turned off the light
My fingers found your face
Your stubble licked my nails
It was hot, always hot
Remember those days only winked?
Why can't you come back?
Stay this time- speak often,
A woman can only listen to silence
for so long.
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