Posted on February 14, 2009 at 7:22am
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BETWEEN QUIVER AND STARE
In the small space between quiver and stare
Is your kiss a kiss I can find there?
Your breath is warmth on the nap of my neck
Your fingers entangled delicacy where softness need not speak
My blood pauses and peaks in depths I can hardly bare
And yet, you are not here
You live as a figment, somewhere
In chances I do not take
In deep corners of fear I cannot shake
All huddled, cold in depths I can hardly dare,…
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