Flaw
You said your dimple
Was a flaw
In the musculature of your face.
And then you disappeared.
A year later you called.
From the hissing distance far away.
You were surprised I remembered,
But of course I remembered.
Though I cannot remember your name
I cannot forget your flaw.
Copyright © Bleak Willow | Year Posted 2018
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