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from Falling Past Love by Tobin James Mueller |
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I Hold Your Body
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I hold your body as if it is your life, entire, edged by layers of days. Decades. Futures dreamed. I hold your body as if it illuminates my own. I hold you body as if your skin and my hands are happy symbiotes, all kind and kindness, arousing more than senses and sense, more than expectations. I turn you until the fit is total. I hold your body as joy holds music on its rainbowed tongue. I hold your body like a sacrament, as if I, too, then, am holy. And I become more than myself. More myself. I become. I hold your body as if it is life. Both and all. As if you and I depend on it. This touch. I hold your body in the easiest of motions. And I wonder why every time I reach into the world surrounding why I cannot hold anything else in the same way. Why it is only you. |
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text © 2004 Tobin James Mueller
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