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His fingers read my body like Braille, skimming the epidermis
Along the fine downy trail
We are on a scarlet sea
His hands in my mouth, my teeth in his bones,
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I think this such a great poem! I particularly like the following line with its simple, yet eloquent use of alliteration: It hurts that he cannot see the curve, the words; the colors in me. Wow! It reminds me of a quotation by Susan Sontag from her diaries: Nothing is mysterious, no human relation. Except love.
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7/24/2025 7:21:49 PM # 1.0.0
This is a good one on the moving emotions.