5100, Bridge Posted by presyzion, Thu Jun-12-03 07:32 AM
When I tell you certain things, my tongue is forming
paths. “I love you” is the concrete foundation. “I need you” is the softer
matter that pads the steps within my voice. When my words
reach you, the path is complete. My hand then reaches to you, & I spin with you
into one reflection. My embrace can tell you more—listen against my chest.
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