Saturday, October 18, 2008

the cream you used on my hurts...

thanks for saving a curve
around your neck
upon your shoulder
just where I fit

thanks for leaving space
for five of my fingers
to slip quietly between yours
when we both weren’t looking


thanks for taking half of my lungs
and making me gasp
then sigh
at the bookstore

thanks for shouting
and then waiting for the echo
I left you, saying
“I brought the cream you used…
on my hurts…
…to heal yours”

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