reaching for a place to pivot

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
...it's not what you think

Submitted: May 12, 2008

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tell me again, love
how you would mouth
my most private parts
until there is no
suffering left to utter

i've been so long
with my heels dug into
constant assemblage
of scar to tissue

intimacy colors
itself in bruises
and cobblestones at
the back of my throat

tell me again, love
how you would tongue-tie
violets faintly upon
my most secret folds
until there is no more
bone egded barrier and

my everflexed breath
burns red to run riot
about your aching contours
that steady me free

harbor me seamless within
your subtle afterlight and
copper strings of verity
so that we two may lean


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