In the dark
on the train
in a book or
in the rain
i find myself
inexplicably
finding you
a shadow of you
a profile of you
a portion of you
and i think
or rather i feel
that something went wrong
the past is not right
things are not as they are
in my dreams
where once you kissed me
now you just hold me
and that is my dream
that crazy-wild dream
where a touch is a dream
and i dream of a touch
or a word, or a look, or my name
on your lips
sometimes i think
(or rather, i feel)
that if we had tried
and if we had failed
that still would be better than this
i would not be stuck
where i dream of a touch
if we had – just once – shared a kiss.















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in love with Love
(God is Love)
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Breathe-in experience,
breathe-out poetry.
--Muriel Rukeyser
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in love with Love
(God is Love)
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Breathe-in experience,
breathe-out poetry.
--Muriel Rukeyser
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in love with Love
(God is Love)
and i dream of a touch
or a word, or a look, or my name
i love that part. The rhythm, and the way the words sound in my head, and the space between that and on your lips ... *has no idea how to finish*
It's awesome, anyway.
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"Gerd, do the Khoogras bury their dead?"
"Hell no, they eat them. But you have to give them this--they cook them first."
Welcome to Entropy Burgers! May I take your order?
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in love with Love
(God is Love)
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