I lie
within the palm
of your hand

your voice
so warm
seductive
in my ear

and

I give it
to you
over and over

fully at
peace and
whole

you are my
safe
sacred temple

no want
too big
or too small
too mundane
or too deviant

I rest
within the
sanctity of
your borders

and find
my way -
follow your
voice -
home

12/03/2007

Posted on 12/03/2007
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