How do I kiss a memory?

With lips that rose up when you smile

With cheeks that once were stretched by your hands

With hands that grasps yours, in a yearning style?

 

How do I kiss a memory?

Perhaps with love that I had a hard time defining

With duties that I took to my grave

Or studies of your looks that I had been writing?

 

How do I kiss a memory?

To bring back your sad brown eyes

And your quest to never give up

So you can tell me when I look down at my thighs

That I need to win.

 

How do I kiss a memory?

When my world is dark

No detail but silhouettes of my friends

As my pain bites me like a tempered shark.

 

How do I kiss a memory?

When I want you back

When I am pleading with the universe to see you not as a memory

When I am sick of being an amnesiac.

 

How do I kiss a memory?

When you already became a story?