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KLR
Poems
Oct 2011
Infected
There is no light here,
no color,
only vibrations.
the feel of my arm
moving against yours.
my body is a temple
and the movement flows through me,
as i sway like
cool grass during summer nights,
the only thing grounding me.
there are no words only sounds
swift and direct.
i can feel the tempo increasing,
heat possessing me,
the air thickening.
do you know me like i know you
feel me like
i breathe you
need me like
i exist for you?
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