I know you remember,
It's written all over your face
In the skittishness of your eyes,
The paleness of your cheeks
(No, they've just reddened)
The thin slash of your lips,
The slightest, but growing,
Flaring of your nostrils.
You do remember,
You know you do,
You know I do,
And you'd look away if you could
You will, in seconds,
But I will still be here,
Remembering, too,
Although, unsure if it is
Precisely the same as you,
To see your face.