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Posted by on Jan 15, 2017 in Poetry | 0 comments




I pretend to live
When you arrive I sigh
We always sigh, hiss and rap
On attic doors and in radiators

You hear me tap
My cold kiss
Is not too shy
Listen for my lips

So close to ear come near
My caress is careless and clear

Light envelops light
Heaviest flesh yet
This overcoat of air
This net


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