Sunday, August 16, 2009

Her Body is Mine

My voice slipped down
between my thighs
and I moaned your name

My eyes fell
into the curve of my back
and they cried for you

My sweat receded
into my pores to sit there
and wait for your body

My hair grew four inches
in perfect curls
to surround your face

My knees practiced
for hours last year
on weakening to your voice

My body forgot you
last night in the dark
when it saw me come home

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