We fell too soon from strangers into friends.
The mystery of heart and bone and vein
unraveled into bits of rough, familiar play:
a hand clasped just a bit too tight,
scratchmarks on the wrist.
I hope I looked as lovely as you were
when I was whole, and fifty feet away,
but this must be the cost of coming close:
careful hair unraveled, fitful and unchaste,
and subtle hope become a blunt demand.