Sonnet 5

Go somewhere with her she won't remember anything done 

or said a half month from now go ahead and confide if 

you want a vault your privacy intact near the faultine 

held in your arms as long as you retain what occurred 

only you know and retain she was only partly with you 

and you remember who she was and maybe still is 

but know she won't have language to bring back

that kiss or curse of an afternoon a cure for another 

afternoon or thought or dream she will appear in mind

you'll hear the sound of her voice you may even quote

her but she will never know that she was there that

you were there that you were together I'm not talking 

dementia I'm talking the failure to retain the smell of 

tree perfume the litmus of bodies moving dancing