Oh the softness of your skin
Compressing my broken bones
That beloved skin;
Such blessed bones it holds!
Your eyes-
throw stars on me
like confetti
I'm staring at you darling, and
You are bleeding from your eyes.
Tears fall
down the Virgin Mary
Push me, push me
Push me open with a smile
and dive into
Crescent waves;
skeletal celebrations
meet fluid beauty
meets the thrashing of spine-
-meets the beating of heart
meets the throb of your cheek on
the pillow next to mine.
One time, two times, three times.
Sunday, 30 September 2007
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