Partly Forgotten

I drove out of the town,
pulled where the road forked,
took the one that snaked into the sunset,
walked past the banyan
to the patch of grass
where we sat
those many years ago.

The railway track in the down,
the sky, the race of clouds,
the dew settling for night
on the grass,
the rocks that we feared
had snakes,
the misting blur at the horizon,
the hum of the town behind –
all were different.

But I could not lie to my skin
that remembered
his corduroy
rough like the bark of tree,
his mint breath on my neck,
the fingers that ran over my scar.

(In response to PAD Challenge)

Day 4 NaPoWriMo


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