I could connect the freckles on your face with more ease than
I can connect the reasons that made up your mind
I could pinpoint the pigment of your skin sooner than
I can pinpoint what it was that I did wrong
I could count the words you left faster than
I could count two of your breaths
I could retrace the familiar curves of your back
because you turned it toward me night after night
but I can not retrace the steps that led me to you
-2011