Thick
ribbed sweaters
holding form-
swelling light
and sheerness

fleeting
invitation of you,
moving hands
too sudden
shake
an eyes question and answer
from hello to goodbye

should perception
toss aside
all else...
unravel
against us-
or voice
foreign desire
into sense,
scent of Joop-
longing to stay.

01/01/2002

Posted on 01/01/2002
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