I try to write you

Words of place

Search for ways to make monuments out of sheer

Thermal paper…

Keep your receipts

Each time the shopkeep

Asks us the question 

…need your receipt?

Say yes Darling

Take these scraps of who we are 

Were, will be

You and me, Baby

This inkless, thermal magic only you

Can make your indelible mark on “we”

Words written on paper 

Miraculously appearing with just the fire 

Of the friction 

Between our fingers