i need
the spirituality of skin;
joy
in flesh and bone
and all ten thousand emotions;
pain
that brings consciousness;
that ridiculous smile;
a grandiose chuckle;
chocolate or your eyes
or both;
a spine
to support yours
like a double helix;
a life vest;
a titanic heart
when i'm drowning
and there is no land in sight;
a lighthouse calling me home;
sand like time spilling out;
the wrinkled shoreline of neck;
to be able to say
the words caught in
my fishnet of a throat:
good. bye.
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