

I will search out your shapeI will search out your shape-- your parted mouth, the red esophagus, a tongue limp with hunger like the heavy sound of a bell.I will search out your shape
I will find the dust of my skin in the ancient impressions of fingers on your body.
and In the cool stone of your nails I will rest and grow to be the moss that only you can see, the downy hairs penetrating the back of your long neck are tall trees in the Sahara.
We will sleep in one room and share exhalations. Your eyes will be the windows.
and we will keep our secrets pressed between our
Ever So Gently
...But yes, yes I do.
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"The answer is within.." - Sieg
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