Tangent: touching
along a curve,
a surface,
without intersecting.
We are acquainted.
Contours quietly agree.
What I cannot guess
with my hands
I will consider
with my lips—
count the places
I kiss you,
forget where I am,
start over.
Dec 25, 2010
Dec 25, 2010 at 1:21 PM UTC
Tangent: touching
along a curve,
a surface,
without intersecting.
We are acquainted.
Contours quietly agree.
What I cannot guess
with my hands
I will consider
with my lips—
count the places
I kiss you,
forget where I am,
start over.
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