Sunday, May 23, 2010


I will wear
your body
like a hand sewn quilt
of dissonant dreams,
fall asleep and
make love beneath them,
until the stitching comes
undone.

If the distance
between us
sounds like an alarm
a cold draft in the night,
I will take you,
a stone
warmed by the fire
to place beside my heart.

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