I cannot remember your name,

I am sorry.

I remember your face

every time I close my eyes, I

have never forgotten you

but I cannot remember your name.

I know the first time I met you,

I can recall with ease the first song

I heard in your company,

and if you were a woman

I can remember the first kiss we may

have shared, that we felt possessed in its safety;

I strain though to summon up the memory

of your name and for that,