D - I Drew Your Face Again Today - For Anna

I drew your face again today.

I drew your face again today.
Mostly from memory.
I've only one photo.
I thought I had more.
I wish I had more.

I never really thought about it then.
Well, who would?
I remember trying to take more photos,
But you were always -
'No don't', 'I hate it',
'I'll break the camera'.
I shouldn't have played along,
But when you reached across,
I was able to grab you,
Fall with you onto the sofa,
Or floor, or wherever,
And press my face against your hair.

I smudged the charcoal on your cheek with my thumb,
I imagined there was an eyelash there.
My fingertips brushed your fringe. God,
How many times did I do that?
I leaned in close so I could pick out the highlights in your
eyes.
I hoped for a reconnection. See the same glint.
There wasn't one.
Well, there wouldn't be, would there?

It's not much of a likeness.
I think I've made your lips fuller than they were.
But I've tried my best.
I always tried my best.
I wish I could do better.

Maybe if I had more photos?
That might help perhaps.
I know we haven't spoken for a while,
But one or two would be great.
You see, I've only got one photo of you
And you're not smiling on it.