Eyes, And Other Parts Poem by Mandy Baldwin

Your eyes, your eyes are with me still in my mind’s eye.
Smiling at me, and as I watched,
laughing with friends at jokes that I don’t understand.
And your hand.
The hand that I held when walking, warm and safe and with you, not alone.
The feeling of your shoulder, there for me to lean on in the night, and your strong arms which held me far too tight
And your chest where my hand rested, and all your body, which was also mine.
Your voice, which could not wait to speak to me and which I could call up at any time
And your heart which beat for me, in pride of me, and full of love for me.
And all your tomorrows, which you promised you would spend with me.