I Write Poetry

Memories

when you leave me
leave me be
but leave me something
to behold
unfolding
yielding memory
leave me your fingerprints
in unexpected places
someday
i will chance upon them
think, she was here
and rememeber
how that felt
how you felt
how your fingers felt me
stayed upon my skin
stroked
and strayed within

take only memories
but leave me some
something to hold
and when i know
the time
has come to go
i will remember
how you felt
how feeling you
would fill an hour
or two
and then we part