Say That I Remembered

I could never say that I remembered every detail;

A lie I could never commit

Grew from truths I could never admit,

But the details, elementary as they are,

Are the sharpest, and they cut.

I remember the way your eyes and face changed,

Ran to the extremes of the spectrum

Whenever I said something that you liked

Or something that you really didn't.

I remember that your lips were hieroglyphs,

A hundred shapes that meant two hundred things.

I remember all the places we used to go,

and that our hands, also, were travel buffs.

Oh, the places they used to know.

While I know that we can never go back,

The mind knows many more directions

Than are imagined in all your science.