"We shall not cease from exploration and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started
and know the place for the first time." (T S Eliot)
"A dark and chanted verse is what I am." (
Forough Farrokhzad)

Monday, February 24, 2014

SKIN ON SKIN

I know the precise moment
When you and I became us.

There was a picture of you
With your lips puckered
As if for a kiss.
It followed the photograph
Of you on the beach
Smiling a smile
From the land of smiles
And your body postured
Like a woman with knowledge
Of how you might affect me.

Now outlines of you
Dance in my imaginings
And frolic in my fantasies.
Unheard music in your voice
Is the soundtrack of my dreams.
Now we have only to reach
Across the real world
To feel the shock
Of skin on skin
And heart on heart.

I long for that tremor
When two become one.


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