Mar 17, 2010 16:38
perhaps you think
directness is a flaw
but the path is made easier
when the way is clear
subtle and ashen with longing
polarized, your words trace
the rhythm of a blush
longing, longing to languish
in a cloud of your smoke
wrapping around flesh, a
damp sheet, echoes of summer,
a slack grip, a sigh
slight of hand fumbling,
navigation by temperature
this Venn has only one overlap
there can only be one result