Remnants Poem by Aimee Kiefer

I can still hear my name
tumbling around on the
tip of your tongue,
like a song you loved,
but cannot quite remember.

I know I left parts of me
there in that home I built
around your collarbones,
and I know you can feel
them tickling towards
the center of your rib cage.

You cannot forget me,
even if you are not ready
to forgive me just yet.
But I will stay there
until you have learned
how to let me go.