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denim


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how so like music is a woman

before I know her, I hear her melody from the hills,
and I will go. her sexual lyrics are scribed in haste
upon her flesh, that none eye can decipher but mine;
her cursives are curves. raindrops cling to her like clef notes.

regard this  (I tell her)  my passion
dark blue,  faded
as if it were denim

slept in random beds
shallow the kiss; as deep the night
and that was enough

in love I am bleak, and make not her own her own notion
of ecstasy, but cram my wholeness into the small tragic
cloister of her, where men came and departed. she
harbors it there, as tinder for a broken heart.

a lonely man is no more sad
than a poem has been written,
and a woman, like music…


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Written by JohnFeddeler
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