Tracing memories

Fingers

Used to trace faces
Glide softly across a cheek
Stop at the corner of a quivering
Lip and go further down
Being braver than
what the moment demanded

To trace
A softness felt
For the first time, the heat
Of skin
New to the touch

Fingers

Used to caress
An outline of breasts through cloth
Wanting to explore
Admonished by a swipe of the hand.

Run through hair
Try to capture the smell and fail
Twirl a lock,
pull slightly.

Fingers

Used to meet fingers
And stay.

Wishing for more
Being content and still
Thirsty.

Fingers

Now trace flat
Slabs of glass
Grappling with words
That refuse to come
On a bright screen and make sense
Of time.

Fingers.

Used to trace
A known face

Now rummage through
Memories.

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