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Lily,

who didn’t

feel like she

was that

important.

Lily,

who felt like

she was

always sinking.

Lily,

when his gaze

fell upon

her.

 

Lily.

 

For a few

seconds.

 

Lily.

 

For a few

seconds.

 

Lily,

he gave her

a green and

verdant

view of

this world.

 

Then somehow –

 

Lily.

 

Finally

seeing with

her eyes wide

wide open.

 

Lily,

thinking she

was never

meant to die.

walking home

under

the inexorable

force

of last

night’s

full moon,

i am

thrown

into

your inevitable

path.

my head bent,

my shoulders hunched,

i looked up

and i

stumbled-

hands

and knees

and splayed

and down.

feet

and

plunge

and

trip.

this abyss-

we made it-

too suddenly,

too late,

too visible now.

 

i am

walking

somewhere

on

the verge

of

waking.

i dream.

i grasp

your hair

your throat your

wrists your hips.

you.

press my lips

tightly

to your

locked

heart and soul ,

find and hear

and match

the neatly

pulsed

rhythm

contained

only

within you.

and

then

awake

to

a new

and

sudden

dawn.

you see?

i don’t

think our

napkins

are folded

at the

same

table

after all.

 

the why and the how,

the then this now,  north is south.

this compass broken

heat humidity

and i lick the sweat from your brow

humidity heat

We kiss

like

we

always

do.

And I

always

need

to taste

you,

always

need

to bite

you,

you

your lip

your tongue

you.

always.

Taking

you

all

in.

I can’t

help

myself

anymore.

Always.

always

this kiss

always.

always.

always.

 

 

 

my

body

remembers

and

when I

think of you

there is

the keyed up

anticipation

of the

tightly strung

piano wire –

waiting

for the

hammer

to fall,

the

music

to

start

the gu/ilt

framed

weight

of your

expectation –

it

crushes

the

butterfly

bright blue,

the

glint tint

of

these

already

battered

and

wind torn

wings.

my

thoughts

beat as

Quickly as

the Wings of

the not

Quite

Chloroformed

moth

caught

in my

upended

Jar.

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