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Intimate

by Trisha De Gracia

Staring through eyes so clear
the sky's expanse is open
waiting for an answer to the question.

I let you place your head upon my thighs
that tired head
and lay it in my hands but I am still.

I stare at you.
I breathe as silent as stars
and you doze away.

This is how you show me that you love
that you care, with such boldness
-putting your skull in my lap.

What confidence, I think,
what nerve
to place it there and know it won't be thrown.

You whisper those words and I don't understand them.
You tell me they don't need explaining
so why do the telling?

I need them
I need words like I need arms
like I need eyes to see you with.

I need an attempt to voice the unvoicable
thoughts and emotions
I want to know if our kisses aren't speaking in tongues.

I need more than that distinct embrace
more than lips and anecdotes.
?uoy era erehW

ohw

08/20/2005

Author's Note: I don't know. It's quite peculiar. It was a nothing that yanked at a something. There is love here. But I'm groping for something in the dark.

Posted on 08/20/2005
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