There is cold between us, a silent divorce
Between her hips and mine, a stone remorse
I kiss her in brief, for a moment she peaks
Eyelids close and behind them she sinks
Deeper, lower, into the earth.
With cold sweat and shaking, I'm fervent, on fire
Beneath me she is cold, we're two apart.
Monday, August 11, 2008
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