your long left leg

i remember

your

left leg. just the left leg

for some reason,

not the right

one.

it's the one leg you let

hang out

from under

the sheets

and blanket.

letting it drape long

and pale

over the side of the bed.

i can still

see it now.

it's the leg of a statue.

cold marble,

unalive.

the opposite

of Venus De Milo.