A moment comes when you open
a drawer and there is a photograph.
Stunned is not, perhaps, the word,
but it stops your hand and draws
your gaze

Then you are surprised to find
that tears have come, unbidden.

Your fingers touch that face
and your palm remembers.
Your heart remembers
a voice that spoke words-

I know.
I love you.

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