February 29, 2016 by Rosemerry
the long bloom of my body
the long bloom of your body—
all night rearranging our stems
the candle doesn’t give light—
never offering it flame
Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged poem, poetry, warmth | 1 Comment
The warmth of that first arrangement, so evocative, so worldly, so human.
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