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Jun 15, 2005 15:07

lover ,

you look so good
in black & white
on my page

oh yes ,

touch me there
a flick of the tongue
a slow, soft growl

your name like a syllable
in a language too bright for speech
stuck in my throat

no longer.
at night i follow your shadow
beneath my sheets

making love to memories
to dreams
but i like you best

my love

right here,
tumbled onto this page
a tangle of black

that began brilliant, white & unwritten.

poetry

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