Friday, October 1, 2010

gently

a nice one
who makes me smile
subtlety
a real one
i can give & give to
poetry

just a click
the recognition
slip into each others skin
& breath out
a brush of fingertips
slip of the wrist
touch
a watched eye

home

blend in
no one else
it's the fit
and that is it
that is all
the combination
the particles
the pieces
all blown up
into something glowing
bright
painful
yet
heavenly
beyond any delight
beyond life
beyond anything
beyond beyond
beyond



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