My hands still remember you.
You used to play cops & robbers with our fingers
and once pressed a kiss to my wrist and declared yourself caught.
We couldn’t have been more than fifteen -
I was a romantic and all I wanted was to be grown up.
I didn’t understand much, then,
and had just wanted to feel heaviness in my hands that first time.
8/4/11.
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