Lost For Words
These Words Are Not Mine
They Are Borrowed,
Like Everything
On This Journey.
Still… They Penetrate.
As A Knife Through Soft Skin
Touch My Heart Like
Water Laid Upon A Stone.
Press Firmly To Me
With A Forged Heat
Scatter My Feelings
In A Power Of Hurricanes
Until I Recognize Myself
Being Changed Forever
Like The First Time
I Touched Your Lips
Wordless, Breathless,
Lost.
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