slee ep. . .
though
you
are
awake
i am alive in you;
(in thy body–
and amongst thy leaves
i am naked and fragrant )
i am touching the cool spine
and the cambered wrist;
lightly mute, **** and bruised
with dark veins.
your cheeks are pale;
your eyes are soft–
hugely brimming
with neat darkness.
you come over the mouth.
you hold the breath
between delicate fingers.
you are nearly kissing,
each nearly moment of body.
you move with quick slowness:
never rushing,
never uncarefully treading.
((s l ee p.. .
though
you are alive;
i am awake in you.
)
)
Oct 2, 2017
Oct 2, 2017 at 12:56 AM UTC
slee ep. . .
though
you
are
awake
i am alive in you;
(in thy body–
and amongst thy leaves
i am naked and fragrant )
i am touching the cool spine
and the cambered wrist;
lightly mute, **** and bruised
with dark veins.
your cheeks are pale;
your eyes are soft–
hugely brimming
with neat darkness.
you come over the mouth.
you hold the breath
between delicate fingers.
you are nearly kissing,
each nearly moment of body.
you move with quick slowness:
never rushing,
never uncarefully treading.
((s l ee p.. .
though
you are alive;
i am awake in you.
)
)
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