Like,

the thump thump thump

of my rapidly beating heart

I can think of nothing

but your body's girations

and the way your muscles

become clear and present

and command my gaze.

And just before I

melt into the darkness,

with breath rapid,

I become anticipation

And you are fire

and we dance

alone

and naked

for the world to see

09/11/2007

Posted on 09/12/2007
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