how to love if not by remembering
the smell of peaches remind me of you
bachelors, third semester,
your first bottle of perfume
i love you because you are
the smell of mint cigerettes
on a cold afternoon, and how
when the dusk turns that dark blue
it is you and I sharing a cup of tea
in the kitchen, new lights,
and you cried for me
and when i got recommened Dostoyevsky
how to tell them i read it in your voice
and when i got to certain segments
i could only remember your tangents, your noise
(sorry Fyodor, meek is my memory
i only remember what my love has narrated to me)
i sit with your 15 year old self
someone you forget so very often
she softens at the thought of you
growing, leaving our hometown,
finding love, losing hope, making one for yourself
i tell her, she's doing better now
how to love if not by remembering
for now, are we so far apart
feels like yesterday
when you were just a rickshaw ride away
now we're stuck in towns that
do not know how to be kinder
well i survive because you loved me
and i remember why you prefer mom jeans
and birds aren't so much a marvel
though they are a sight to see
they're a wonder because
they remind me of you
then i remember how you used to love me.
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