wherever love
has memorized
the color of my eyes
the way my hair gets tangled
with the sheets
was only this
i waited
lives to disregard
the winter ache
of rainbows
melted into flame
whatever once i noticed
convincing it might seem
how the stars aligned
within my dreams
how the morning
pressed against the shadow
of my need
remining me of
all the things
i never knew
to know

. . .