I'll be back in a week,
she is reassuring me
Sapphire eyes half open, half awake.
I'll leave you a note, ok?
She is tracing my face,
from ear to unshaven chin.
When I drive by two nights from now
her house will be mostly dark,
but for a single light and
the paper she will have taped to the front door.
I won't need to read it.
It will be enough that it is there at all