body, a garden of memories.

your eyes have seen things

tummy full of feelings

chest heaving.

 my ears have held secrets

my mouth desires

tongue thirsts

lips languages.

 his feet have felt places

toes touched

nails left behind in half moons.

her hands knew how to archive

faces forgotten

noses remembered

throats that told their stories.

so similar, all these

dark haired forests of memorabilia,

 a landscape i once knew.

mohini