Wednesday 2 November 2011

The Body.

The bodies fit those nights, tangled and balanced by their differences --
But soon they became awkward and unsteady.
The mouths said few words, but those were enough --
Or maybe just not.
The hands, entwined, were magnificent, they knew no bounds -- 
And then they stopped searching.
The eyes did more than see, they knew and learned from each other -- 
Now they are shut tight.
The limbs were used to build and shape and become more --
Until all they made, fell.

We were one, and now, nothing remains.
I am not so different, but you.
You have changed.


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