my memory

my memories form fingers
so they may touch your hand one last time
brush lightly against your neck before a kiss
my memories refine their sight
so they may see your smile accurately
noticing the crinkle in your left cheek
and i remember you in almost everything i do
constantly retracing my steps back
to moments with you
to moments in love
...so you may know
that even in your passing even in your absence
i love you so deeply
that even death cannot persuade me otherwise