Eyes On You

I was trying to remember the contour of your face

which angle protrudes 

the shape of your eyes

cartilage that shapes your nose

wrinkles when you smile

then the brown lines on your hands

I realized

how distinct we are

biologically

of our hereditary

I was trying to remember what I sense

  all that I was trying to savour

I wasn't trying too hard to build whatever that was quintessentially in existence 

But it was beautiful

So were you

Come what may

I shall have it kept and remembered