Memorized

Do your hands
know every inch,
every line of me?

When we lie tangled
your hands
trace my skin
thumbs always caressing

eyebrows eyelashes
nose cheeks chin
lips ears neck
clavicles

arms hands fingers
ribs bellybutton hips
thighs knees ankles

Do you know them all?

Have you
memorized the feel
of me yet?

My smile under your
fingertips
my breath against
your neck
the rise and fall
of my chest

Is every piece
of skin
that your hands
have unfailingly retraced
etched permanently
in your mind
the way all of you
is in mine?