summer comes

an unfortunate mix
of Midori and an open window
of a photographic memory
of a scar on your leg
"A shark bit me"
your dramatic and necessary lie
my kiss falling
spreading
across the tender chasm
rectangular patches
the trade your skin made
the marks that remind you
everyday
of how you loved, once
of how you paid, forever
my touch
my gaze
my unconditional acceptance
mean nothing
and the suffering
the clash of suffering
how it smashed me apart, again
and how I was grateful,
again.