promise

     

the soap glistens on your skin

black and white
gravure

a pictured pose
of the girl you intended to be

dreaming.
they’ve all been forgetting and
                                                   i have
not

yesterday, today
some other early morning

you pass through me
and enter my dreams

unravel your past
like silk-spun fairy tales

tomorrow rippling uncertain
      (just out of reach)

and someday we will be alone