I invoked you in all your plurality
When you volunteered your sighs
And I forsook my memories
On the frozen myth of your religion.
Believe me, your never were gone
Even in those briefest moments
When fulfilment threatened to overpower,
Or what I perceived as happiness
Shadowed your caresses.
Yes, Ive loved you
With all my virgin naivete
With all my lost tenacity.
And now at last
I know your touch.
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1 comment:
PJ, i think that's one of your best pieces so far. it's real good, like real real good. simple, flows, short, just the right images and the right expressions. good job.
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