Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Love Letter 192 Worms

If you don't have a preference...
I'll stay here

all night
and watch you sleep

'til the birds come
and separate
the day from the night
like caterpillars turning into butterflies

I flounder, my eyes cannot settle on a single groove
of your flesh

ALL OF IT IS BEAUTIFUL

do you speak in your sleep? (you question me)
and all I can say is
every part of you speaks

every part of you speaks


Your Beloved


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