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I like my body when it
is with your body.
Our voices echo. Magnifying your arrival.
It is so quite new a thing.
New statue...In a drafty museum. Your nakedness
Shadows our safety.
Sweet voice. Sweet Lips. Soft Hands, and softer


remember not only how much you were loved.
Hard to imagine getting anywhere near another
encounter down this concrete slab  of interstate, the
two of us all thumbs
not only the beds where you lay,
but also those desires for you.
To play without shame. To be
a woman, who feels only the pleasure
of being used
and who
reanimates the user's...
Best get down on all fours.
Ease our noses past
rear-end collisions wrapped around
embracing minds, and hearts
exhang'd for hearts.

don't be dull and boring and pretentious,
don't be consumed with self love.

i like my body when it is with your body.
eyes big love-crumbs
and possibly i like the thrill of under me you
so quite

a Found Poem.  incorporating the works of E.E. Cummings, Keats,
Timothy Liu, William Cartwright, B. Shaughnessy
Poem 15 of 16, April 2012


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