I made a wall of photos
ones of your hands,
your heart-shaped mouth
andyour moon-blue eyes
that blurred in the darkness
when you moved your headaway
I never knew this wall would collapse
I built a collage of yourbody
of my heart that I thought existed
when you breathed your sighsof
restlessness
I wanted to glue moments together
so I could preparemyself when you left
while I slept
I thought I could hold onto something Iloved
by taking photographs of dark skin
and braids of dark satin
Ipretended I could hold you in my hands
in one picture
I wanted to create apart of myself
through your own life
through my lens I saw a globe
litby a light inside
I saw your body shining through its skin
and I wanted topossess your glow
through a picture
until I ripped them apart
eventhough I knew I wouldn't dream again