Saturday, April 02, 2005

We

Were it not that I long to linger over your face

or feel your skin under my hands

I would not want for anything

what is it about you that

opens me

like a shell with such treasure inside

so that when I look on you

I tremble

my heart leaps and breaks

within your eyes

nothing has taught me this

It is just known

day and night come

not being asked

and here I sit

how do I hold myself

so as not to touch

feel or dream of you

there is not a place

that exists where

that is so

never do I think twice

about loving this way

it winds about me

and pulls you in

until there is no end

or beginning to what we are

it isnt even imaginable

that you and me

could not be we

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