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Mar 2011
your breast plate is beautiful

your eyes a poem

your fingers are tall cigarettes

your belly omnipotent

your skin is a holy place

of all holy places
that are locked without a key
and like most holy places are
still shake me when I walk across them

bare feet
fist clenched
Tyler J Perrin
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Tyler J Perrin
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