He speaks in silhouettes of her
outlining each curve
and flaw in each year
each vowel
envokes a scent of her
each pause-
He speaks in silhouettes of her
and i want to drag
my finger along each fissure
in the sketch, each break
in the seemingly solid line.
He is a monument
sketched in memories
locked in an artist's eye
so i will be a passer by.
