Map of your face

A darker one, but some days are like that! Here is a poem about losing someone.

After today
I fold my heart
Across the tear
Of fate’s silver knife

I keep in red
Inked and held tightly
Secret in blood
The map of your face

Faded and creased
Silver-haired smile
Crinkle your eyes
A letter well-read

Eyes, name and touch
all fall away
My heart stops once
fate shows his knife twice

Your kind silver lines
My fingers traced

Every corner
Of your face