Aching 4th draft
a new awareness
I blossomed out
aching
I wanted to be
a seasonless
rainforest
mist
Forgetting your touch
it never was
it never was
Forgetting your
descending lips
down
my spine
up
my spine
I long for beloved duets
as I tango
in darkened
spritely places
I am bound
to you by memories
Bees to honey flowers
vague sugared pain
Reaching for
phantom window reflections
I would die alive
if I let you
hold me
Shooting me with stars
desire plays with me
I become
a falling star object
A great fireball
fanned out
Josephine Lipuma all rights reserved 2004
a new awareness
I blossomed out
aching
I wanted to be
a seasonless
rainforest
mist
Forgetting your touch
it never was
it never was
Forgetting your
descending lips
down
my spine
up
my spine
I long for beloved duets
as I tango
in darkened
spritely places
I am bound
to you by memories
Bees to honey flowers
vague sugared pain
Reaching for
phantom window reflections
I would die alive
if I let you
hold me
Shooting me with stars
desire plays with me
I become
a falling star object
A great fireball
fanned out
Josephine Lipuma all rights reserved 2004
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