the phase of bodies phrases
caught in a net of moments
in a moment i knew
i loved Claire
but boundless
the ephemera of intimacy
choosing again again again
one two three
in our bodies
my every edge stood alight
light spilling over curve
and sinew the fullness
of bellies stretching uncertain
we bend and kneel to the task
strong interrupted
cutting our sequences short
circling in tender focused
repose to recompense
© Erika Stanley 1.22.14
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