I am within
and with doubt
Corners merely cornered
Meters running out
Here, at last a moment,
a moment's last-
ing (re)doubt
Hinted on skin,
Winter wind,
Chills beget our watching
Of the time we passed through
Not assuming, simply tasting
The salty savory tense that was,
and felt,
and left for now
Where we dreamed the stuff of man
Kindly holding us in time's embrace
Though behind as we bear on,
An orgastic collision, a circumstance,
It is so undeniable and warm,
The time we passed through
Sep 1, 2013
Sep 1, 2013 at 2:55 PM UTC
I am within
and with doubt
Corners merely cornered
Meters running out
Here, at last a moment,
a moment's last-
ing (re)doubt
Hinted on skin,
Winter wind,
Chills beget our watching
Of the time we passed through
Not assuming, simply tasting
The salty savory tense that was,
and felt,
and left for now
Where we dreamed the stuff of man
Kindly holding us in time's embrace
Though behind as we bear on,
An orgastic collision, a circumstance,
It is so undeniable and warm,
The time we passed through
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