The glimpses of flesh and the features we make out during an entanglement with a lover. Our focus is distracted by the physical sensations overwhelming our bodies. Our faces are pressed closely together, and as my eyes open as if they are gasping for air, I recognize your lips. Then later, your cheekbones, and the smell of your hair, your soft eyelids. All of these visual pieces I put together to form a mosaic-like memory of your love.