sábado, 16 de abril de 2016

I IMAGINE YOUR SUBSTANCE MUST BE THE SUNLIGHT




I am held together
by the knowledge
that I will see you
when I return home.
But, what binds
each of your bones
to their muscle
and each hair
to your skin?
What holds you together?
I imagine your substance
must be the sunlight,
because when I come home,
I know within every ounce
of my secured body
that when I lie
in bed with you,
your entirety-
will fall to pieces
and cover my bones
my muscle
my skin
and keep me warm
through every hour
of the night.

| TL Kirk |



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