Not

I saw the picture of
yours
your daughter’s face with
yours
a smile reflecting
yours
her pride in
yours
the gap of a lost tooth

She isn’t mine and
yours
I don’t want her to be
yours
What I want is
yours
the glimpse of you I see in her face

The shape of an eyebrow like
yours
a questioning curve above
yours
the warm brown of eyes like
yours
nothing that will ever be
mine
and I will never be
yours
again