I turn the lights out, not so I can’t see you, but to explore you with my finger tips. I memorize every single inch of your skin and the distance from one place to another. With the lights out and your feet against mine, I don’t have to see you to know exactly where your lips are, your nipples are or any part of your body I want to touch without warning so you jump with surprise. Daddy knows his son the way Google maps knows the world, from a distance and so close that his mind can see you with his eyes closed.